It’s a strange week, between Christmas and New Year. According to the ‘British Logic’ Twitter feed, or ‘British Problems’ Facebook page, it seems that most of the country is living off a diet of mince pies and leftover turkey with chocolate and prosecco for breakfast whilst contemplating joining the gym or going for a walk,… Continue reading A week without therapy
Daily Prompt: Retreat Christmas is a stressful time when you have an eating disorder. Food is everywhere, and not just at meal times. There is a never ending supply of indulgent food sitting on the table, tormenting you. “Come, eat me,” the cake whispers as you gaze at it longingly. “I can’t.” My brain answers for… Continue reading Retreating from the noise of anorexia at christmas
Stressful, but not a disaster. I had a smaller breakfast than usual. I didn’t want to over stress myself by eating too much early in the day. I helped cook lunch. It looked beautiful. Plates of turkey, pigs in blankets, roast potatoes, sweet potatoes, roast parsnips and carrots, sprouts fried with bacon and chestnuts, orange… Continue reading Christmas Day is done
…the geese are getting fat. Christmas revolves around food. It is the highlight of most people’s day. We eat until we are stuffed, til we can do nothing but sit around and talk about how full we are. And then we eat some more. It feels like there are no set meal times. There is… Continue reading Christmas is coming…
So, it’s been four months since I left the day unit, and six months since I last had a CBT session. But within two weeks of being referred to the ED service where my parent’s live, I attended my first CBT appointment with them today. I’m not sure how it’s going to go yet. It… Continue reading Back to therapy
Chicken Risotto 