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"It's just the beginning of eating disorder recovery."
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ABBIE CHESNEY, LPC
I fought, clawed, and climbed my way out of my own eating disorder. Part of my finding a way out was committing to help others fight back. We all have a story. Mine isn't unique to eating disorders, but it's unique to me. I believe yours is unique to you and I want to hear it. My eating disorder began with a trauma that I was afraid to share for many years. I, somehow, didn't believe it was bad enough, that it shouldn't have caused me to want to starve myself, or when my body had enough of that, stuff my feelings down until I thought I might burst.
All of that couldn't remove the pain I felt in my heart. Eventually I came to realize it was pain for me, the me who had been hurt and denied the chance to feel the pain all those years, which preventing me from healing. All I could do was hide in my eating disorder.
I slowly put the puzzle pieces of my life back together. I found my passions again. Passions that required me to be strong, not weak and insecure. I started living. I started taking really good care of my body and admiring it's strength. Like turning the volume down on the radio, my eating disorder started to fade. I knew I had to fight everyday and being an eating disorder therapist is part of my fight. The gift of helping others learn to find their own strength through pain, fear, loneliness, guilt, and shame. I believe if I can find it... you can find it.