On a dark January evening, I found a yellow sticky note that I’d completely forgotten about in my coat pocket. On the front were three words: yoga, write, read. I needed this reminder to slow down and make space for these nourishing activities. Now I just had to believe I was deserving of taking the time to do them. Here I share some of the steps I took to build trust within myself that I was, in fact, deserving to make and take space for those people, places, and things that are important to me.

As a parent of a child in eating disorder recovery, guest contributor Stephanie Affinito, struggled to know how to support her daughter without conversations ending in crying. In this moving blog, Stephanie shares how turning to reading, writing, and yoga—three practices that have served her well on her own health journey with chronic illness—became safe spaces to cultivate the support she herself needed as a caregiver. For all the caregivers out there, fiercely loving your person/people through hardship, this one is for you.

Learning the yogic definition of contentment was an important turning point in my recovery because I could let go of the pressure to be happy all the time, or even to always like my body. Here I share how a most unexpected role model showed me I was free from measuring the success of my recovery by the depth of my happiness.

I experienced grief off and on during my recovery, especially in the beginning when I started to consistently make choices that aligned with recovery and not the eating disorder. I invite you to read about a pivotal moment in my journey, when I learned what it actually means to grieve the eating disorder, and why this emotion is a natural and important part of healing.

I recently came across a story from the early days of my recovery after a relapse that occurred later in my life, when my children were little. Revisiting this emotional scene reinforced a message I often share with my yoga therapy clients: recovery is relearning how to participate in life, and this includes sharing meals with the people who matter to us. I invite you to read how my children taught me to participate in life and have fun with food again.

I can remember feeling trapped in a tug-of-war between the eating disorder and recovery. While it may have "looked" like I was "doing" recovery, I was not all in---until one day my dietitian called me out on it and it was time for me to learn how to truly face my fears. If you feel trapped in this tug-of-war, I invite you to read this post and know you aren't alone, and that recovery is possible.

For so many of us in recovery, being “healthy” creates quite a conundrum. Although we commit to health and desire the benefits that come from being healthy, it can be painfully difficult to hear the words: “You look healthy.” Here I open up about the trouble I had with this word, and how I eventually learned to expand my definition of healthy from one rooted in eating disorder thinking to one that aligns with recovery values.

Guest contributor Steph Hillier (she/her) writes with honesty and humor about the fears, challenges, and hopes of going through eating disorder recovery. Read Steph’s story to learn how living with anorexia ultimately exhausted her of beating herself up for being an imperfect human, leading her to commit to walking the path of recovery wearing “kick-ass love glasses and self-compassion capes.”

A beautiful poem about healing and forgiveness by Dr. Jo, an anorexia survivor who now helps women celebrate their unique identities, boldly use their voices, and proudly take up space.