Today, I begin the next chapter of my journey. After over two years as an inpatient at the Priory I’m Glasgow, I have made enough progress to move closer to home. It’s been the most difficult two years of my life, but all the pain, heartache, the meltdowns and frustration... it’s been worth it. I walked through those doors a shell of a person. I didn’t trust anyone, I didn’t talk to anyone, and I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to get better, I merely wanted to trick everyone to get off my back. I didn’t think I could survive without my eating disorder. 

‘Emotional’ is the words my team describe my journey here. Two steps forward, one back, but I’ve made it. I had to face a lot of things I never wanted to face, I’ve sat through the rawest groups and 1:1 therapy sessions, I’ve opened my heart out to people and they responded. They gave me Home, believed in myself. They kept fighting for me when I could no longer fight for myself. I gave up on myself, multiple times, but they never gave up on me, even when it would’ve been far easier to. They said no, you deserve better than this. I slowly began to learn how to be kind to myself, to be compassionate, to understand. I was admitted an angry, lonely, tired shell. I am moving on a stronger, beaver, more insightful PERSON. The help I’ve received in Glasgow is the foundation for the rest of my life. Next step? An eating disorder unit closer to home. It’s terrifying, exciting, it’s going to be an adventure. But I’m ready 🌟