Disclaimer: this post discusses eating disorders, and eating disorder behaviour. It has been no word of a lie that this year has been one big let down. A year full of stress, and despair for many of us. A year where our routines have gone out the window, progress has been undone, and we've generally … Continue reading Tis the season to be very stressed about your eating disorder: Christmas and Eating Disorders
Primary care services are the first place people access when they want to begin a journey into mental health treatment and recovery. That first connection is one of the most important connections. It can make or break the beginning of your search for help. We're asked to open the conversation, but, at the heart of … Continue reading Methods for Mental Health: A Tale of Two GPs
As a mental health campaigner, namely in eating disorders, I have become involved in a community full of individuals with similar lived experiences of mental health such as depression, anxiety, and, of course, eating disorders. This community has allowed me to feel heard and supported. I have people to reach out to, and people reach … Continue reading Bringing a Chair to the Table: Validating My Illness
I recently read Seconds To Snap by Scottish author, Tina McGuff, and it elicited so many strong emotions with every word that I realised this was one of the best books to read to understand the shame, and guilt concerning eating disorders. Seconds To Snap takes you through the dark details of an eating disorder so often missed in popular culture, and is an important lesson in eating disorder awareness.
You support the family. You support the friends. You support the colleagues. You support everyone. If you do this, you support the person with the eating disorder.
Walking up a flight of beige stairs, my heart beat in triple time with every step, I could feel nausea settling deep into my stomach. I can turn back now and just pretend like I never contacted them, I thought as I stepped closer and closer to the waiting room. I wanted so badly to turn around and go back to the library, hide behind my university work, and push down the anxiety and depression. But, before I knew it, I was knocking on the door of the receptionist, and announcing myself: "Hi, I'm Adrienne. I've got an appointment at 2pm." This is my experience of counselling at university.