How to Help Someone with BED


This topic is somewhat controversial since there is so much room for personal preference on the part of the sufferer. There are numerous tips online about this subject, but most of the tips are geared towards helping those with anorexia or bulimia. Continue reading


Then Heartbreak Happened


It feels like a century since my last blog post. Earlier this week, my boyfriend unexpectedly broke up with me. I loved him so much. He meant everything to me. I woke up every morning looking forward to his smile, his jokes, his energy, his hugs, his calming words and presence… all of that now gone forever. Continue reading

What Worked For Me


The road to recovery is never the same from person to person. Strategies that seem to work for “everyone” could actually work against you, or you might discover an effective strategy that no one else has ever used. One of the most frustrating aspects of recovery is that there will be a lot more strategies that don’t work than do work. The only way to find strategies that work for you is through trial and error – a long, difficult, sometimes crushing, but ultimately rewarding process. Continue reading

Getting Help is Scary Business


I was scared to try counselling. What if it didn’t work? What would I do then? What would they say to me? What would they think of me? What would they make me do? What would they make me say? What would my classmates, friends, and family think of me if they found out? What if it made my binging worse?

The idea of bringing up the past and facing how much I’ve managed to screw up my life made me want to curl up into the fetal position and cry. Where would I even start? My issues with eating date back to the 5th grade. It felt like opening up the most horrible, ugly, maddening, why-won’t-it-go-away-and-why-does-it-smell-so-bad can of worms.

Just remember that your life is worth it. Your life is worth saving. Continue reading

“I Don’t Have Time”


Making the decision to seek counselling was very difficult for me – in my mind, it meant admitting failure, admitting that I couldn’t solve my own problems, admitting that there was something “wrong” with me, admitting that I wasn’t strong-willed enough to stop binging, and so forth. So over and over again, I told myself that I didn’t have time.

Spare time truly is scarce in law school, with readings, papers, CAN-ning, and extracurricular activities or part-time work taking up the bulk of your time. What precious little time is left usually goes toward being with your significant other, friends, or family. But the fact of the matter is that if you have time to binge, then you have time to go to counselling. Continue reading