And breathe…
The evening meal and two snacks are eaten with little resistance. We are both drained. Poor L. She thinks she hasn’t made progress, when she has come such a long […]
The evening meal and two snacks are eaten with little resistance. We are both drained. Poor L. She thinks she hasn’t made progress, when she has come such a long […]
After lunch, I agree with L she can go to her friends and I will pick her up at snack time. Wisely her friend replies that perhaps she should postpone […]
If you want to know what an ED day feels like, this is it. After the toast and the tears, I remind L of her snack. She has eaten it […]
I love my bed. It is six feet wide, with a feather duvet and heaps of feather cushions and pillows. It has fairy lights wrapped around the iron bedstead. And […]
I wrote the last blog post after leaving L in the kitchen with toast and juice. I asked C to supervise her eating and went upstairs. I could tell from […]
After six months, the lies told by an eating disorder still shock me. The problem is, those lies come from the lips of my beloved daughter. I believe L and […]
I thought Christmas had gone quite well. There were signs, of course, that it was far from ok. L lied to me about having lunch at a friends. Despite an […]
When growing up, my mother held a New Year’s Eve Party every year for all her friends. This resulted in an intensely stressful day of preparation when she would scream […]
As agreed, L’s period of being an inpatient ends on Friday. We pick her up from the unit around five. As this is also the end of term for K, […]
Dear Ed, I don’t know you as well as L, but I think we know you quite well by now. I don’t know when you managed to ingratiate yourself into […]