I am a complex person. We all are. I am the happiest girl on the earth, until I fall. Suddenly, I start seeing all in sober hues. Until I rise again. Feel fat and ugly. Yes, the f word. Fat. The demon of my life. An internal accuser. A ruthless voice telling me I am worth… nothing. Until I get thinner and thinner… ’til no end.
Today I continue my fight out of the mess – teenage binge eating and adult anorexia. I long to eat freely and be happy. I continue to listen to the voice of wisdom and re-welcoming healthy weight. (Five kilos/ten pounds put on since I started recovering in the summer of 2010.) It is far from being easy.
With adequate food intake, my body is smiling, but my mind not. I have energy and feel stronger. I can run longer and not be afraid of sudden and scary hunger pangs. But, my mind accuses me of ugliness and loosing that special model look. As if I was undoing a precious diet project. Hello… I know. Well, the rational side of me knows that this is absurd thinking and irresponsible, too.
Nevertheless, the feelings are there. Accusing so loudly at times. I don’t know what my body’s best functioning weight is. (This all started at the age of fifteen after a ballet teacher told me to go on a diet.) And it scares the hell out of me. Does my body want to make me look ugly? Where will its hunger stop?
I guess I am writing this because I need to get it out. This is my corner of the cyber space, and it represents me. All the excitement, beauty, smiles and artistic endeavors that you see here are very much true and from my deepest heart. And then there is the weak side to me. The tender kid that never grew up. At at times crying inside.
My goal is to learn how to deal with myself without any food behaviors. To feel truly and honestly gorgeous at a healthy weight. The one that my body needs to have. Today, I am not quite there yet. But on the way. Sobbing every new step but after all, carrying on.
I’d so appreciate comments so that when the tough times come, I’ll pull them out. I love you all!
(The kitty photos are from a cat show I recently went to. Remember, I still have this cat-mommy fever. The other pics are from around where I am on the Riviera, patiently waiting to get a visa to move on with our lives.)
Art by Susu

























