subject line: fighting.

 

boston, massachusetts

As a recent (and poor) college grad, I’ve moved back home with my parents. But this return to my childhood home has proven to be a lot more difficult than I thought. While at school, I was able to fight many demons and grew comfortable with my friends in a way where my eating disorder didn’t rule my life in those moments. The last summer I spent at home, I was in treatment for said eating disorder, which I felt like I was able to overcome being at school.
But now I’m home again and it’s as if the negative thoughts about my self-image were waiting in my closet for me because they are beginning to take over my mind again and I don’t feel like I have the energy to fight back as hard as I did before.