My mentioning another girl in my area who is also anorexic
I used to meet her when I was walking my dogs
She would be pounding the pavement
Like a speed walker
And she seemed to walk all day
As any time I went walking
I met her
She was incredibly thin
With stick like arms and legs
I don't know how she had the energy to walk so fast and so far
I guess she was like me
Running off of the fumes of the little food we allowed ourselves
And when we passed each other
We would whisper a timid hi
I recognised her straight away as a fellow anorectic the first time I saw her
You know the way you just know when you meet someone just like you
It was then that I realised that I wasn't the only anorectic in the village
As with a lot of eating disordered people
It's hard to gage this woman's age
As her body was so childlike
Yet her face was that of someone in their mid to late forties
I have photos of me looking the same way
Having the body of a male child
But the face of a mature woman
It's a strange combination
And maybe one of the reasons that we recognised each other
I asked around about this girl
I found out her name
And that her sister died from anorexia a while back
She doesn't seem to work
But drives a nice car
And always presents herself very well
I get the impression that she is an A typical anorexic
Shy
Introverted
A perfectionist
She had all the ingredients to make up a recipe for disaster ED wise
I've met this girl quite a bit over the years
But have never said more than hello to her
But still
I felt we had a strange connection
They neither of us had to say anything
Because we both felt each other's pain
And of course
I used to compare myself to this girl
Wondering if I was as thin as her
I'm sure she was thinking the same looking at me
I also often used to meet her in the supermarket
Which was mortifying
As she would be buying things like bananas and lettuce
And I would have a basket full of binge food
I wondered if she binged
If she ever lost control completely
Like I did almost every day
Sometimes I had a huge urge to speak to this girl
To run up to her
And give her a huge hug
And tell her that I understood her pain
That she could talk to me if she wanted
That I could be a friend to her
But of course I never did
I wish I had though
Over the last year
I have noticed that this girl hasn't been around much
I haven't met her walking in ages
And I was wondering what happened to her
I was hoping that she had got well
And found recovery
But I really feared for her and her safety
In the last couple of months
I have met this girl a couple of times shopping
And I am delighted to report that she looks so much better
She has gained weight
Not a lot
But enough so that she has life in her eyes again
And a spring in her step
I was so happy to see her in a better place
It warms my heart
And gives me hope
I was in the doctors this morning
I had just finished
And was a walking out the surgery door
When I came face to face with this girl
She saw me
And I registered surprise in her face
She held the door for me
I said hello
And thanked her
But for that split second
Looking in to each other's eyes
I felt like we almost had a conversation
We saw each other looking
And feeling so much better
I even felt proud of this girl
For taking her life back
And for standing up to this cruel illness
Now that I am on the mend
And tentatively venture in to recovery
I feel a huge urge and obligation to let others know that recovery is possible
I feel it's my duty to spread the word that you can and will get better
Mary asked me last week
If I could go back and tell my ill self something
What would it be
I didn't have to think long about this
I would tell myself to go for recovery
That I had nothing to lose
And everything to gain
Not to waste another year, month, week, day on this illness
To take that leap of faith
I wouldn't regret it
Now I feel like I should let others know the huge benefits of embarking on recovery
In the midst of an ED
It's so hard to see a way out
To see beyond the ED
Which is why weight restoration is vital in recovery
You literally can't think straight until your brain and body is fed
I can't even explain to you
How much better I feel now that I am weight restored
I can think straight
I have more strength and capability
The difference is night and day
But of course
As the saying goes
You can take a horse to water
But you can't make it drink
It's the same with recovery
From any addiction or illness
You can't change until you are ready
Denial is a powerful thing
And people can go their whole lives without acknowledging that there is a problem
No one can do it for you
As I have often said
If love and support could have got me well
Then I would have recovered a long time ago
But you can't force it
It happens only when we are ready
I am just so happy that this girl seems to be getting well
And I would still love to talk to her
But maybe that would be inappropriate
I'm not quite sure
I think recovery often happens when people reach their thirties
At this age
A lot of people have been suffering for over a decade
Usually people are worn down
And sick and tired of feeling sick and tired
I know I had more energy in my twenties
I had the resilience to bounce back and keep going
But now
I just don't have the energy or the inclination to maintain an ED or an addiction
I'm just too old for that s**t
The point of this post
Is to let you know that recovery is possible
No matter how low you go
Or how hard you fall
Recovery is there for each and every one of us
We just have to reach out and grab it
My friend the walker
I'm sure her quality of life has dramatically improved
And I wish her every health and happiness
God knows she deserves it