Tuesday, December 12, 2017

How Losing My Voice Helped Me Find Myself: My Battle with Anorexia

I'm all about celebrating anniversaries with delicious treats and new ideas. In addition to celebrating the submission of my grad school application, this Thanksgiving was special because I gratefully celebrated 11 years since I nearly stopped eating all together.

Some of you may have experienced being too tired or stressed to eat because of the flu or even depression. But for most of us, thankfully, we get over it. 3 months into college I almost didn't.

When I was diagnosed with anorexia, I was in denial. Once I finally recognized it, I still didn't realize that it was serious. While I've admitted my past to some friends and gotten the medical attention I needed, I've never written down the story. Til now.

My depression began with avoiding surgery. I spent the first 3 months of my freshman year at BYU-Idaho as an almost mute: No humming, no singing, and very little talking. All while still taking classes as a music major!
I eventually found my voice and successfully sang
my way through graduation.
Because college is a time to learn time management skills, study hard, and figure out who you are, I was doing all of that. The problem was, I was doing all of that with my key identifying characteristics stripped away. It was exhausting physically and emotionally.

College did not begin at all like I expected. In fact, the longer I live the more the lessons I've had in finding beauty in the unexpected.

There are some things that I hold onto in life so tightly, as though I could guarantee certain outcomes. Even if I have other reasons, I usually do whatever it takes to get what I want from life. I see it a lot in my diet, in the way I parenting, and even when I sing. Is that so bad?

Sometimes I get so anxious about arriving at my final destination that I forget the importance of  travelling well. How we get somewhere often affects where we end up.

I think it is important to be aware of who and where you are before you can focus on where you want to go.

As a daughter of God I never thought that I would develop an eating disorder. Because I viewed my body as a gift from Him and my parents, I generally treated it that way. Until I didn't.

I took it for granted that I was healthy but stopped going through the motions that were keeping me healthy. The worst part wasn't the loss of self-love; it was that was too numb to notice.

Join me over at kitchenstewardship.com as I open up about this trial and share the precious lessons I've learned due to increased self awareness. I think all of us could discover and solve problems within ourselves with a healthy dose of self awareness.

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