My story

In order for you to truly understand the struggle and why it is such a big deal for me to heal you need to know my story. Here is your trigger warning. This has mentions of sexual abuse. I was 10 years old the first time my attacker touched me. I was told to shut up because when I was older I would enjoy what horrible things he was doing to me. 9 years ago. It still seems unreal to me! This happened for a while until he moved out at 17 and then I was finally free, kinda. The memory haunts me to this day. My poor fiancé has to deal with me crying and waking up in a panic here and there wondering if he is there waiting for me to open up and play a game. Once he moved I was able to suppress it for years until I finally cracked and ended up overdosing. I went to the hospital and came back to some amazing love and support. Since then I have been trying to heal and grow my self love. I’ve learned how to stand up for my self which is a result of being told as a kid my issues weren’t a big deal and to just “wait till you’re older”. I’m changing my relationship with food and the scale and learning my hunger cues. Getting healthy is the best thing I can do for myself right now ❤️

I know this post was long but if you’re still interested to hear how I grow and my journey then stay tuned because it is going to be a wild ride! ❤️