I am a twenty-something writer living in New York City and recovering from a 12-year battle with an eating disorder. In December 2013, I admitted myself to a treatment program and have been working toward recovery ever since. Now, in these later stages, I find myself standing in a sort of middle ground — en route to recovery, but still a ways from the finish line.
In the debate about whether one can ever fully recover, or whether one is fated to spend life in a chronic state of “recovering,” I am wholeheartedly on the side that full recovery is possible. Even I if I never make it there myself, and I were to grow old with my eating disorder still at my side, I will swear by the fact that recovery is, in fact, real.
I'm a writer, a mental health activist, and a 20-something in recovery from an eating disorder. This blog chronicles my journey through the middle ground toward full recovery.
