here comes the sun (doo doo doo doo). ☀️💛
🐰 HAPPY EASTER! 🐥 If you’re celebrating today, I hope it’s wonderful. To anyone who suffers with a toxic relationship with food, any form of disordered eating or who is in recovery from an eating disorder, I know this period can be really rough. BUT, remember that YOU are always in full control, not diet culture or the nasty voices inside your head. If you feel like you need permission to eat today, firstly, you don’t, but secondly, take THIS as permission. You are ALLOWED to eat chocolate and sweets and ENJOY eating them! You do not need to restrict or deprive yourself of things you KNOW will taste amazing. It’s okay! You do not need to ‘earn’ chocolate or ‘work it off’ tomorrow - regardless of how much you eat today, you must still eat tomorrow. Please fill your stomach with chocolaty goodness today if you’re craving it - you deserve it! You do not ever need to punish yourself for doing so and never feel like your value is determined by your calorie intake because it is NOT. Don’t let anything ruin this holiday for you. A bit of chocolate will not harm you, I promise, and your relationship with food is always more important. 🍫🍬🍭 (image from @therecoveredrd 🧡)
Human beings are inherently terrible at giving themselves credit where credit is due. We’re very quick to shower others with compliments, however, when it comes to ourselves and recognising our own achievements, we very much shy away from it. We’re scared to feel proud, we’re ashamed to admit we’ve come a long way, we’re anxious of hyping ourselves up because we’re living in constant fear of 1) things suddenly going downhill and 2) seeming narcissistic. But, don’t let those things stop you. You should be SO PROUD of how far you’ve come, whatever you’ve been battling with. Even on the absolute lowest days, you made it through. Even if you only just about scraped through, you still DID it. And now you’re HERE. You have withstood every single bad day of your life so far, even when the bad days were telling you that you aren’t worthy of happiness. And now, you are stronger, braver and wiser for every obstacle you’ve encountered has taught you new things and given you new skills that you can use to fight future wars. So, congratulations on making it to this point in your life, even if you’ve got no idea how on Earth you did it. You are amazing. You are inspiring. You are courageous. You are a warrior. Here’s to winning more battles every day and, even if you don’t always feel like you can win them, that’s OKAY too! It doesn’t always have to be about winning, sometimes it’s just about survival. 🧡
You are SO much more than a number on a set of scales. You are NOT your weight. Scales will give you your weight as you step onto them, however, something they will NOT give you is a list of the REAL things that define you and the REAL things that matter in life. Scales will not tell you how unbelievably funny you are, how often you make your friends and family smile, how brave you are for fighting battles every day, how considerate you are of other people’s feelings, how trustworthy you are when someone confides in you, how kind you are even to people you do not know, how creative you are or how talented you are. THROW OUT THE SCALES. Do not waste any more time believing them to be your friend. Scales are LIARS. What they tell you means nothing and the fact that they have the ability to influence how you feel about yourself means they are too powerful. Take away their power. Get rid of them. Do not allow the scales to dictate how you view your worth. At the end of the day, they just give you a number, a number that is as irrelevant as anything. I do not care what you weigh in the same way that I do not care what the wattage of your microwave is or the size of trainers you wear. 🐠 SCALES ARE FOR FISH 🐠 and you deserve SO much better than to feel trapped by them. ❌⚖️💚 •#bodypositivity #recoveryispossible #edawareness #bopo
Here’s a photo I took of some flowers and a list of reasons to choose recovery! 🌹 •To experience new seasons, to smell the flowers of spring, bask in the sunshine of summer, inhale the autumn air and enjoy the festivities of winter. ☀️ •To try new foods from around the world, experience new flavours and combinations. 🍽 •To meet new people with whom you share a strong connection and can talk to for hours. 🤝 •To laugh so hard you cry. 😂 •To make new memories and actually be present in the moment. 💭 •To listen to new music, dance to happy songs, cry to sad songs and to allow your own story to be told through lyrics. 🎶 •To learn something new every day, whether that’s a new life skill or a crazy fact. 🧠 •To read new books and get so lost in the pages that, when you look up, you realise it’s dark outside. 📚 •To stroke animals, play with them and care for them. 🐶 •To experience the comfort of freshly changed bed sheets and have a wonderful night’s sleep. 🛏 •To visit incredible places all over the world, immerse yourself in different cultures, visit iconic landmarks and try to communicate in another language but fail miserably. ✈️ •To take many photos, good and bad, perfectly lit and staged ones as well as messy candids that capture a moment in the best way. 📸 •To use all the mind blowing technology that is yet to be created and that could be capable of anything. 📱 •To experience random acts of kindness in public, whether that’s having someone hold a door open for you or offer you a smile. 👥 •To blow out the candles on each birthday cake as you turn another year older. 🎂 •To achieve things you’ve always wanted to accomplish. To tick them off your list and feel proud as your hard work pays off. ✅ •To see yourself grow old, get wrinkles and grey hair. To look in the mirror every day and not notice anything different but then to one day realise everything physically has changed. 👵🏻 •To share stories with younger generations about things you did and give them advice on how to conquer the obstacles of life. 👨👩👧👦 •To inspire others with your bravery, strength, kindness and willingness to power through any hurdles you encounter. 💗
In 2008, nine year old Emily became a Taylor Swift fan and she has been adoring and admiring her every day since. Now, over a decade later, I’m counting down to #TS7, which feels so crazy to say but also BEYOND exciting. ✨ To know that new Taylor music and so much more, a whole new era in fact, is around the corner is more exciting than I could put into words. 🦋 I truly can’t wait for 4.26 and everything that is to come. 🌈 @taylorswift I love you and being your fan makes me so happy. 💖 April 26th, loading... 🙊 @taylornation #TaylorSwiftApril26
This is a photo of me on holiday in 2013, when my battle with starvation was at a peak. The thought of being on a beach wearing minimal clothing and having my body exposed was TERRIFYING, it still is. Each day, I wore tights under my shorts. Having my legs on display frightened the life out of me. Even now, my legs are my absolute least favourite part of my body. There have been times when I’ve genuinely questioned if it’s possible for me to ever hate ANYTHING as much as I hate my own legs. I’ve felt this way ever since I was tiny. I’ve always been so self-conscious of them. I’m constantly thinking about how my legs look. When I’m walking, sitting, doing anything, I’m forever looking down to check how other people are seeing my legs. There’s nothing anyone could do or say to make me even like my legs... but, sometimes, I want to physically shake myself and scream, “HOW CAN I HATE MY LEGS?” My legs TAKE me places. They carry me through the good and bad. They give me support and independence. They actually WORK, which makes me so lucky. My legs LOVE me and are always there for me. HOW on Earth could I EVER hate them? WHY do I WASTE so much of my life picking my legs apart, wishing for them to shrink or change? They’re my LEGS!!!! Loving your body is SO hard when you’ve spent a lifetime trying to make it something it’s not, even just loving ONE part of it. So, let’s try accepting. I doubt I’ll ever LIKE my legs, but why don’t I try just accepting all they are and all they do, why not start there? Then, I can start accepting other individual parts of my body that I don’t like. And, over time, perhaps that can build up to a more positive feeling. My body loves ME in my entirety, despite all the horrible things I have done to it. So, if my body can continue to care for me even when I hate it, why can’t I try and at least look after IT by accepting that THIS is how it is? Whenever you really hate a body part, just remind yourself of all the INCREDIBLE things it does for you. It ADORES you. It wants to be your friend. Go slowly, break the big problem down into smaller ones. Here’s to us recognising all our body does every day to keep us alive, or trying to at least. 😬💖
🕊💙 hi have some photos of me wearing a dress that i did not buy.
As Taylor Swift said, let the games BEGIN.