While buried under a mountain of studies and assignments, I’ve actually found something that sparked my interest.
For our next psychology lecture, we were all asked to prepare a short presentation about anorexia and bulimia. Our professor was very specific about it not being a typical textbook definition of what these eating disorders are – she wanted us to find something that was particularly interesting for us personally.
Initially, I put writing this assignment off as long as possible. Anorexia is still a word I shudder at the sound of. It still brings back a flood of memories, thoughts and feelings that I’ve fought for the last year to rid myself of. So naturally, the thought about doing research and delving back into that cold, dark world was enough to make me feel uncomfortable and apprehensive, to say the least.
But then I decided to take up a slightly different approach then all my other classmates. Instead of looking up behavioral patterns, health consequences and traumatic stories I turned my attention to what I hope to do in the future – helping those suffering from this awful disease.
It’s amazing what a change of perspective I’ve had over the last year. Any previous research done into curing anorexia always involved me picturing myself as the anorexic – struggling, trapped, desperate for help. But now as I read I felt nothing of the sort. Instead I felt empowerment and motivation to continue to progress in my fight for recovery. Because I want to help others. I’ve been through hell and come out to tell the tale. I’ve been hospitalized, had out-patient treatment, and finally fought for recovery on my own. And I understand what it’s like. I know the pro’s a con’s of each treatment method, I know what worked for me and what didn’t. And I know that even though it’s a rough and rugged road – it’s 100% doable and worth it.
There were people that looked at me at the beginning stages of recovery and told me it was too late. There were people that told me I wasn’t strong enough to recover, that I didn’t want it enough. Today I am proving those people wrong.
Specialists claim total recovery takes from 5-6 years and that only about 35 % of all anorexics fully recover. But guess what? – I’m going to be one of those 35%. And my experiences along with the knowledge about nutrition and health that I am gaining now will help me help all those other 65% out there that don’t believe it’s possible. Because anything is possible – if you only believe.
Was there a difficult experience in your life that you feel was crucial in shaping who you are today?
(As a side note , I probably won’t be posting much due to upcoming finals. But I’ll try to comment and post when I can. Thanks for reading :))