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buglover77 · 5 months
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Thinking about so many people this holiday season. People in ED recovery. People who haven’t started their ED recovery yet. People with sensory issues around food. People with unwanted dietary restrictions and intolerances and allergies. “Picky eaters.” You are valid, you are loved, you are capable, you are strong. I hope you are able to find joy and delight this year in your meals. Wishing you all the best. ❤️
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thepeacefulgarden · 4 months
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We're in the thick of the holiday season so I found it pertinent to remind people that cultural holiday celebrations are important to everyone, that it's normal for holiday celebrations to involve food, and that it's normal to indulge in extra treats during this time. You're not "being bad" and you do not have to "make up for it" in the new year.
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mick1976 · 29 days
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Easter angst
I’m feeling it and it’s only Saturday!
I have worked every Easter Sunday for the past 20 years. This year, I’m not working. I’ve been yelled out and threatened twice because I was in the kitchen. Time to find some space, outside, far away.
I swore that I wasn’t going to drink on Easter, but I’m about to change my mind and start today!
Anybody want to hire me for one day?!
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existennialmemes · 4 months
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If the Holiday Stress is getting to you, let off some steam by sneaking out a window and
disappearing into the night
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rainyfestivalsweets · 5 months
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11/21/23
I baked brownies!
22 calorie brownies
Used this mix.... but instead of oil I used pumpkin puree.
1 serving is 1/16th of this pan, so they are small.
But wow. 22 calories?
That is significant! 🙌
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strawbebehmod · 4 months
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The best way I've found to describe my mental health lately:
Imagine two big dogs, like mastiffs mixed with the personalities of huskies. One is anxiety, the other is depression. Normally I can keep these boys under control but someone has apparently sprayed peanut butter oil or bacon grease all over my brain's control panel, so now all they want to do is lick and touch everything. While meds and friends supporting me is helping rn, Jesus fuck is it hard to not get dragged by these dogs, and I have nothing to tie their leashes to.
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fortheloveofdeaddove · 5 months
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Mental Health musings
Since getting my bi-polar 2 diagnosis, I have been trying to learn more about myself in order to prevent the extremity of the manic ups and depressive downs. Sometimes, though, there's just nothing in the world that can save me. My body and disorder are going to team up with circumstances and poverty and even the GOOD things, like my awesome-ly completed, highly anticipated presentation. All those things will get together and just go, "LET'S FUCK WITH HER, SHALL WE?"
I was elated yesterday. I was in a creative mania for about four days prior. It was aaaaaaall going good. My period snuck up on me but I foolishly thought to myself, "Look! I'm on my period and it's not even a thing! Look at me being normal!"
Then I finished the presentation. Then the holiday box I got from the food pantry I waited 3 weeks for did not have the things it said it should contain. Then the adrenaline and endorphin crash.
And on a perfectly normal Tuesday, after having set my resolve last night to soldier on about the holiday meal and dive into my other creative writing endeavors I was so excited to....
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Melt down. Tears this morning. Despair. Anger.
I feel angry at MYSELF???? Like its my fault. Like I could have done something different. I kept up my sleep hygiene for the most part, I stayed hydrated and ate decently. I got my presentation done BEFORE I walked in to do it. I finished and posted a chapter of Getting Ahead. I didn't drink (52 days today). I got my Spawn to school and took care of her like a good mom. I took my meds. It's never gonna be enough, is it?
I just wish that if I knew that was the case, I could be less awful to myself about it. And I guess this is what they mean when you have a mood disorder and you learn to embrace yourself. What the fuck man.
(The meal thing will be resolved. No one's going without in my house this holiday. I just wish the food pantry would have done what they said they were going to do, not said they were going to do one thing and were like "oops, you're poor, be happy with this".)
If you're sensitive about issues of poverty, you can block the #poverty hashtag.
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katimorton · 1 year
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Going home for the holidays can be triggering for so many, and lead us to resorting to old childhood behaviors. We can adopt practices that we used to do when we're around our family or friends from home, or we can go back to self harming thoughts and actions that we thought we healed from. You may find your family triggering or you may be triggered by old places that you have negative relationships with. Let's be real, families can be tough and family relationships can be tough - and depending on our childhood relationship with our families and parents, whether it be neglect or emotional damage or just fear, we can find ourselves feeling uncomfortable. Your family may trigger your anxiety or your depression or your eating disorder and so many other things, or perhaps other triggers may be set off. Let's talk about why we may be triggered during the holidays or when we go home to our family and ways that we can fight the holiday blues or holiday stress or holiday anxiety - let's jump into it now!  
How to deal with toxic family members or toxic parents during the holidays: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTLcY... 
Why do I feel depressed or sad during and after the holidays? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnDuI... 
Why do the holidays suck for me? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zWdu...
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I was talking to my therapist today…
and mentioned that I was preparing to go to my grandmother’s for the first time since last Christmas, which was an absolute clusterfuck. She suggested using a technique of have a “protector” like a favorite character to rely on when you felt attacked and weren’t able to get out of the space. She said she’d just finished reading Song of Achilles and so Achilles became her protector for that gathering.
She knows I’m Pagan and suggested a god or goddess to think of in that way and before she’d even said it, I was already imagining Manannán Mac Lir and a mist. Even as just a thought exercise, that feels so comforting. So I very much plan to go about it in that way. I minimize my contact with my grandmother as much as I can, but holidays are unavoidable. I’m hoping that with the help of therapy, this technique, some prayer, and a little luck that we’ll make it through relatively unscathed.
I hate that it’s like this, but it’s out of my control and accepting that is the best thing I can do. Best of luck to everyone in a similar situation and I hope this was helpful to you as much as it was to me!
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The holidays can be so complicated and I wish that they weren't. Until now, I've been able to manage getting my Christmas shopping done and attend family get-togethers without any internal drama. However, over the past couple of days I've been noticing myself slipping into the overwhelm of not feeling like anything I'm doing is "enough."
Seeing the consumption behaviors of others makes me feel like I'm not doing enough—for others or myself. Lately I've just been feeling like I don't have the right clothes, my Christmas list wasn't right/aligned with what other people want, I didn't get the right gifts for others, I don't have the right decorations. Spiral. Spiral. Spiral.
Of course, I have this urge to dart out of the house, ditch my responsibilities for the day (math review for my big exam tomorrow) to fill this identity void. If I spend the money, obtain the cream-colored henley button-down sweater I'll feel better right? The thoughts like: "I need to find something to wear to see The Nutcracker with my mom tomorrow, so I'll just pick up a few of the things I'm wanting while I'm already out. It's the Holidays!" are taking up all of my mental real estate. When will it ever be enough?
Comparison is the thief of joy, and although I know that's the truth, it doesn't make the urge to compare myself to others less loud.
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thepeacefulgarden · 4 months
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Thank you for your blog, it truly means so much to see your kind words and know that I am not alone.
On that note- does anyone else feel like your ed is just kind of sapping the life out of you? I make it to work fine but it seems I have so much less energy for things I used to enjoy. Not physically - I’m eating not great, but ok. But mentally. I feel so exhausted by the search for a therapist, the hoops to jump through, the constant thinking/planning about food, etc.
I know I haven’t been there for my friends, some of whom are going through a really hard time rn, and it’s killing me. I normally love Christmas and all that comes with it, but I haven’t sent a single card or put thought into gifts. Etc. Because once I’m done with my “must do”s I just want to lie in bed and stare at my phone.
Not sure if there’s advice for this, haha. I’m just wondering if anyone else feels this way and if there’s anything you can do about that. Thank you 💕
Oh yes, this is very real and I bet you’ll find you’re not alone. Having an ED and putting the work into ED recovery can be all-consuming. Do remember that it’s okay to put this time into yourself. Prioritizing your healing now will lay such a good groundwork for the healed person you can become. But it is also okay to take a little time to grieve what this is taking from you - that, for example, you are going to have to have a much less elaborate holiday season this year, just because you are doing what you can manage. I think it’d be a good idea to do what you can manage for the holidays, just so you can take a few moments this month to enjoy something you traditionally enjoy, but try not to beat yourself up if the fanfare is much milder than you’ve managed in previous years, which can be difficult, as those of us in ED recovery tend to be perfectionists. The holidays can give us a lot of pressure to put on a big show, too, but remember that at the end of the day, it’s really about your own love and light and joy. So try to focus on what that means for you right now and enjoy what you can of it, and when you’re getting drained, you can stop. Learning to take on only what you can manage and being kind to yourself about it is a great way of practicing listening to what your body and your mind need.
As to your friends and their hard times - you too are going through a hard time. It’s admirable to want to be there for your friends, but there are going to be times in life where you have to put on your own oxygen mask first in a crisis, and that does not make you a bad friend. If you explain to your friends “I see what you’re going through and wish I could do more for you, but I am also overwhelmed with some difficult things I am dealing with right now.” A good friend should understand that. If you feel comfortable detailing your struggles to eat and find a good therapist, that might help give them more context, but you can also let them know if you don’t feel comfortable talking more about it at this time. Just affirming to them that you do still care can go a long way, even if you can’t do more - which is okay. There are going to be times in life, because life does get complicated, where you have to prioritize some things of your own, and help your friends as much as you can. And we all must learn to do what we can do, and to accept to ourselves when we have reached those limits and tell ourselves that what we can do is enough. You’re still allowed to feel frustrated, drained, and missing the things you used to be able to do. Those things will cone back - or you will build new joys as they fit your life wherever you’re at, and that’s okay too. I hope you are able to find some amounts of joy in this holiday season.
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ol-blue · 1 year
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I hate how talking about my emotions feels like I’m a stray cat with a mousetrap on its paw, you’re really really trying to help you know I’m in pain I know I’m in pain but I don’t want help, there is a chance you’ll just put a second mousetrap on my paw if I let myself go closer. There’s a chance you might not even care the mousetrap is there in the first place and you just want me to stop making the chained up dogs bark and you just want me thrown in the shelter
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bilbopaggins · 1 year
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All this socializing is stressing me tf out.
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rainyfestivalsweets · 5 months
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11/21/23
Day 2 of calling in sick.
It is not easy to take down time.
But I am trying really hard, ya'll.
Watching movies and drinking bone broth.
Rest rest rest rest.
It is so hard-
- to not be doing stuff.
- to not be eating all the things.
- to not be biking or doing something.
- ugg.
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