“My eating disorder was my best friend, my confidant, the thing I could turn to when I felt like I was spinning out. I was so attached to this way of coping that it was killing me—literally.”
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“My eating disorder was my best friend, my confidant, the thing I could turn to when I felt like I was spinning out. I was so attached to this way of coping that it was killing me—literally.”
“I don’t think a post on Instagram is going to make me lose my baby. It’s that trusting my own happiness is a whole mess of memories and emotions.”
“I’m sorry I tuck you into high-waisted leggings so no one sees the excess skin that held my beautiful babies. I’m sorry for hating the way my hips grew in order to bring two children into this world.”
“My emotions do not control me or what I choose to do. I can smell roses and see color.”
“I was never the woman who saw her baby on the screen and fell rapturously in love. I figured it would come once we met in person. It didn’t. And I felt terrified and ashamed. What mother doesn’t love their child at first sight?!”
“Let’s knock it off. Life’s hard enough without us being hard on ourselves.”
“I should wash your blanket. I know I should. Eventually I will. But right now, I can’t. No matter how gross that is.”
“The landscape you knew may never quite look the same. You might find the storm has blown you into a new location, one where storms are chronic, where the clouds roll in and back out over and over again. But wherever you are, the bright rays you crave will come.”
“Our bodies are amazing. They are full of life and love and laughter, and it’s time we start looking at ourselves as a vessel of incredible emotions, ideas, and thoughts rather than just a pretty or not-pretty face.”
“Getting pregnant after a miscarriage can be triggering, but be gentle with yourself.”