Last week Dad bought me this bottle of pink champagne to celebrate something that had happened in my life that should have (and does) offer me hope and will be a way to rebuild my future as I move forwards in recovery.
At the point he presented me with the bottle last week I was capable of raising a glimmer of gratitude and appreciation but I was feeling very low, a little desperate and the future free of an ED felt so distant (if at all possible) that it was barely worth contemplating, let alone celebrating.
This week I’ve committed to a new approach to my recovery and entered a mental space that is more hopeful than I have felt in 12 years of this illness.
Tonight I felt it was time to say YES…
I will recover and do so faster than the speed I was staggering at. .
I feel like my future life will have opportunities again.
I trust that the approach I’m adopting now might finally set me free – mentally rewiring and not just through weight gain.
So tonight, it was time to pop the cork and celebrate the good news I had last week.
Celebrate the fact I WILL rebuild my life in a positive and happy space and I will shake off this illness once and for all, no matter how many more tears & days of distress lie ahead in doing so.
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Cheers!
RECOVERING NOMAD 