Separating From Ed

     They say if you've met one person with autism, you've met exactly one person with autism. I feel that this statement can also be applied to those with eating disorders. Eating disorders are individual and manifest differently amongst various people. In fact, even those with the same diagnosed disorder(s) can present quite differently and the paths that got them there are vast. In addition, the journey that each takes towards recovery is personal and completely individual.      I was able to spend five weeks at an eating disorder residential treatment center. While there, I encountered many wonderful women who were influential in my recovery, and what was really neat, is that we were all in different parts of our recovery journeys, yet we were able to encourage each other and spur one another on. The amazing young women I lived with had a variety of experiences that brought them to where they were, yet, the wisdom that each shared from various points in their journeys were

A poem about my 7th grade year: Being in 7th grade was fun. I spent a lot of time with my teachers. Sports were pretty big to me. Volleyball, basketball, and track. I didn't have any friends. People were mean to me and teased me for how I dressed and looked. I felt ugly and unloved. I felt unworthy of friendship and companionship. I remember writing poems about Sara, Mr. Bonds, and school. I remember making "families" with Garrett being "Niger." I remember Miley Cyrus stories and Homework Free Passes. I remember Ms. Barsotti and lots of changes. A poem from my third round of 7th grade (with two years of assisting): Pumpkin patch. Loftus. Drama. Running around. Playing games. Back walk overs. Pirates, scavenger hunts, and Hometown Buffet. Music videos. Raps and parks. Times tests. I started this blog as a memoir to share some of my life stories with you. My goal is that these encourage and educate you on how to live a more j