child of God, wife, mother, recovering anorexic who longs to see the beauty in herself that she sees in the world around her

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Swearing inside my head

This morning I am silently cursing the breakfast that stares me down. The breakfast that is one peach slice smaller than intended because of the panic in my head.

Yesterday I silently cursed my own body. The way it bruises too easily. The way it left evidence of the anxiety that I took out on it.

I long for complete healing. To never ever have days and moments of completely overwhelming anxiety that makes eating hard and self harm easy. But since this is a journey not a destination, I will press on thankful that I am further on my journey than I was a year ago.


  1. I know you posted this a while ago, I just found your blog. I'm in recovery from anorexia and bulimia, I hope you are doing ok.

    1. Thank you. I'm doing much better. I need to put that in words but I've been tired and haven't felt like writing. Praying you continue to find peace and healing in your recovery as well.