how to eat:
80% for the body
20% for the soul
0% for your eating disorder
24 years old. Queer. Indiana/New York. BA in Gender Studies. Counseling student. Germanophile, writer, reader (see my books here), feminist, runner, writer, lover, Nerdfighter. More about me :) In recovery from an eating disorder & PTSD, living with depression. Trigger warnings always apply, please take gentle care. What's up, babycakes?
My church is doing a curriculum called Just Eating regarding food from both a personal perspective (what do I put in my body?) and a political/community perspective (how do my food shopping choices affect others?). There is an adult group doing it (I’m in that) and the youth group is also doing it (basically 12 - 18 year olds). I am meeting, hopefully Friday, with the youth minister to discuss how to make it sensitive and safe for teens dealing with body image concerns, dieting, and eating disorders. I have my own personal opinions but I could use others — what makes a conversation about food and eating safe for those with these concerns? What else should I tell the youth minister?
Maybe you won’t, but the likelihood is that you will, at some point during your recovery, get Hungry. With a capital H. (Sure, people are different, but this was all-too-true for me, so I thought I’d share.)
This is so relevant… Especially the ‘meal plan’ thing… I didn’t know anyone else did that.
THIS IS SO TRUE. I was SO HUNGRY for SO LONG during recovery. LIKE SO HUNGRY. It was terrifying but I worked crazy insanely hard and I ate enough to satiate me.
Only very recently (several years in) have I started to sometimes recognize the feeling of too-full and honor that as well. Now my eating is hugely variant (sometimes I need very significant amounts of food, sometimes I don’t. sometimes all I want is fast food, sometimes I want veggies and fruits). I am listening to my body and my eating patterns are changing again, and it is allll okay.
Hang in there loves.
^ Me because it is super cold and raining and I have to walk to the bus and I am super, super, super broke and desperate and we need $520 to repair the car and I couldn’t get enough hours in this week because ALL the meetings I was supposed to supervise (and get paid for) were canceled and it’s the end of the semester so nothing else will happen and I am hungry and just GAHHH NO
"Real food" is a term I dislike almost as much as "real women," and for many of the same reasons…
Right this minute, there is someone going through chemotherapy shopping at your grocery store, buying popsicles and ice cream to help their sore mouth, and worrying what the cashier is going to think.
There is someone on hemodialysis buying white bread instead of whole wheat, trying to keep their phosphorus levels reasonable between appointments and hoping for the best.
There is a person attending intensive outpatient treatment for their eating disorder who has been challenged by their therapist to buy a Frappuccino.
There are dietitians picking up a dozen different candy bars to eat with their clients, who feel ashamed and guilty about enjoying them.
There is someone who just doesn’t have it in them to cook right now, and this frozen pizza and canned soup will keep them going.
There are people recovering from chronic dieting and semi-starvation who are buying chocolate and chips at their deprived body’s insistence.
All around us are people listening to what their bodies need and attempting to make the best possible choice within a context of overwhelming food pressure. All of their choices are valid, and every single one of these foods is “real.”
This post is so important. This is so, so important.
UGH YES THIS