What is Love?

I always wondered how I would describe love if I had to.  Never really could until I saw this picture tonight…. all the while watching “Shall We Dance”.  Ironic the two came together.  Something I believed in for my whole life, but never was.  I’m 50 now.  Don’t know that it will.  But hope my […]

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The Beginning

There was a time I felt that counselling could do me no right.  Although Suzanne Tarbutt was my first one for my eating disorder, and was a beautiful lady, there still was always something missing.  Could it be that it was because the counselling was ABOUT my disorder…. not about me.  Now there is a […]

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It Hurts To Hurt

Bulimia is an escape, one that helps you not hurt by eating up your emotions, then excreting them.  It’s like a ritual.  Eat the bad emotions, the ones that hurt you then throw them up.  Symbolic even.  When you retire your bulimia, or eating disorder, you have to face the facts.  You have to look […]

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Time Speaks Volumes

Still clean but sometimes don’t know how.  Friends can be so rude.  We all make mistakes, many of us unintentionally, but friends judge and accuse of it being intentional.  Then it hurts to the core.  I can’t say more than that.  But that I don’t go to my bulimia to eat and throw them up […]

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