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None of these things would have been possible had I given in to the voices which told me I was too fat (they still do), that I didn’t need that much food, that as a skeleton, I had achieved perfection.
If you're like me and feeling rubbish about not getting well, you're not alone. If your friend or family member has been living with an eating disorder for years please don't give up on them recovering.
Summer is almost here, which for all its shiny pros also comes with a multitude of cons for those in recovery from an eating disorder.
On 15th July 2018 I will be taking part in Ironman Bolton in memory of my close friend Claire Greaves.
The last few months have marked some of the most significant events in my life to date. After six years I am no longer under the care of an eating disorders service, and after five years I have qualified as a Doctor.
It’s okay not to be okay. It’s okay to ask for help. I know you’re scared, I know you’re striving for something, and I know you might not even know what that something is anymore.
Recovering from anorexia was the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do, but certainly the one thing that changed my life and me beyond recognition…in the best way possible.
For me, this year wasn’t about exams. For the first time in my life I have prioritised myself and managed to find a healthy balance in an intensely pressured situation.
My friend has suffered from an eating disorder since she was ten years old. No one really knows why it started but some events clearly led up to it.
To look at me you would never know I live with an eating disorder. Even typing the word feels wrong. A name that depicts images of skeletal figures and fashion models from the 70s and 80s, not a “regular”, “healthy-looking” person like me.
I was extensively asked what I feel needs to be changed in society and within the medical profession for wider exposure to the understanding of eating disorders.
I was 12 years old when I was first diagnosed with an eating disorder. I remember because it was just after Christmas – I was in Year 8 at school and had just recovered from the flu.