How to take care of yourself during a bad body image day

So I thought I would go through our old tumblr posts to get some inspiration for new posts when I came across something that I had reblogged a while ago. While I'm not sure who initially wrote this, I figured it was best to keep where I had got this from as a link on the bottom so feel free to check this person out. I may be in recovery but there are still quite a few days where I am having a bad day for my body image. It's hard to learn to love yourself again and I appreciate it when I come across things that give me that extra boost to get me through the day. I just figured that you guys deserved to have something that you could come and look at if you needed that boost and I am going to find more things like this and make a collection of them to help all of us. 

Learning More About Mental Health

I am currently studying online with ALISON and I have to tell you, I'm having a lot of fun! the two courses that I am currently undergoing are diploma in mental health studies and mental health & illness. Its so flexible and so everything that I learn I can do at my own pace and I get to learn in my own way.

Improving my knowledge on mental health will help me not just with this blog but with my career prospects....yes, I have finally decided what I want to do! My career choice is as a Primary Care Graduate Mental Health Worker, and combining this with Perks Of Recovery, I am so happy that I will be able to make a difference.

This time last year I never thought that I would know what I want to do. My life was a mess because of my illness' and I couldn't see a way out. It was actually July last year when I first went for help for my depression, self harm and anorexia. It was only when I got the diagnosis of all of those along with anxiety that I felt like I could maybe get better. It has been a long and painful road and though I know I'm no where near the end of this journey I am SO grateful for the things that it has taught me. I now have new friends that I love to talk to, I feel like I'm doing something worthwhile, my friendship with Alyssa has strengthened and now I have career prospects.

Don't give up, sometimes there really is a silver lining in every cloud (cheesy, I know)
Stay Strong
-Louise xoxo

p.s. I have an assessment for my suitability to CBT on Friday!!!!!

My daughter, anorexia and I - with a bit of other stuff

Perks of Recovery very kindly asked if I would like to write a guest blog – a blog – there are times when I think I could write a whole book! So hopefully this will be a series of blogs that are a manageable and readable size rather than one very long one that sends people to sleep.

Next problem – was where to start? .... eating disorders have been part of my life for as long as I can remember – my mother had a few problems, I am a “recovered” anorexic, other members of the family have had problems... do I start at the beginning wherever that might be or dive in and out. The latter feels right to me – blogging about things that come to mind and perhaps when (if!) I have finished the whole jumble will sort of fall into place.

I have two grown up children and they both mean the world to me. Carrying them around whilst pregnant – loving them from the moment that I realised they were there to the overwhelming love when they were born to the love felt watching them grow and become more independent but still being an integral part of my life.

My daughter developed anorexia when she was 17 – over seven years ago. I will go into the trials of getting help for her another time but right now what I find so very difficult is being estranged from her. My heart is broken.....

Last October I was diagnosed with breast cancer for the second time. My prognosis is excellent but I have had to go through 4 ops and chemotherapy. My daughter didn’t cope with it the first time around so I feared that it might be even harder this time around particularly as the anorexia has such a very strong hold on her. This time the cancer needed a bit more “effort” to get rid of – initial op didn’t work and subsequent tests results showed that it was to be a bit more involved than the first time. My third op was a bilateral mastectomy. My daughter doesn’t like hospitals so I didn’t expect a visit... she didn’t even ask my husband (her step-Dad) how I was when he came home from visiting me. It was all far too much for her deal with when her mind was so busy trying to keep the anorexia happy.

Two days after I came out of hospital from my mastectomy she was out for the evening and came home around 1 a.m. slurring her speech. She has been hypoglycaemic (dangerously low blood sugar levels) before and we have had a sectioning team here, another time, after phoning NHS Direct we were phoned regularly by A & E to see how she was doing – they were so busy they felt we could monitor her better! So – was she drunk? – was she hypoglycaemic? I did what I know is completely the wrong thing to do... I knocked (ok maybe banged!) on her bedroom door to ask if she had eaten. What was I thinking of??!!! Cutting a long story short a shouting match followed – I went to the bathroom in tears and she followed lecturing me about how well she was doing, how I tried to control her. My husband got involved in the shouting – he more than anyone knows how upset and stressed I get about my daughter. Next thing was she stormed out of the house with just her handbag leaving me, I’m embarrassed to say, fairly hysterical. I pleaded with my husband to follow her but he wouldn’t – I was still recovering from major surgery and had drains hanging out of me. I was in a state and he was fearful. I was scared that her blood sugar was so low that she could collapse somewhere so I phoned the police. They were great – promptly started looking for her and also came to our home to get more details. I was even more worried because she had left her mobile phone here – she never goes anywhere without it. After what seemed like an interminable time she phoned from wherever she was – she wouldn't speak to me – but spoke to the police and said that she was safe. They went to check this out – taking her phone for her! Must get priorities right! An hour or so later – by now it was well after 3 a.m. – they phoned to say that they had seen her and she was safe.

Since then (six months) we have had virtually no contact – to say that it has been hard doesn't even touch on it. She collected her post a couple of times but was unable to look me in the eye let alone have anything resembling a conversation. She got back in touch with her Dad (my ex) and has been leaning on him for support – bit ironic really – but that’s another story.

I know that she simply couldn't cope with my cancer and her anorexia. Friends and family think that she is being selfish leaving here at a time when I could have done with a bit of support and certainly less stress – not more – but it’s not her being selfish – it’s the anorexia. She doesn't and can’t comprehend what not only her leaving here but also the lack of contact has done to me. Maybe it’s as well that way. I bear her no ill will – I really don’t - I understand the problem. I just miss her so very much – and of course worry... Whilst she was living here our GPs were great and kept a good eye on her. She is no longer in the area. According to her Dad she is living in London – I don’t even have an address for her. She has “unfriended” me on Facebook even though she knows that would hurt me. She has isolated herself from us.

Her things are pretty much left as if she has just popped out for the afternoon – her shoes on the rack in the hall, her coats in the cupboard, her cookery books on the kitchen shelf, her bedroom a typical young person’s “tip”. I thought she would be back home in a few days – I’m still waiting.

I don’t miss the hours in the evening spent watching her cut her food up into the tiniest bits – having already spent an hour with it sitting on her lap getting cold and then taking at least 3 hours to eat it. It sounds such a little thing – but believe me watching that night after night you just want to scream “for goodness sake just eat it in a normal time”. I don’t miss the having to leave the kitchen whilst she dished out her dinner carefully filling her plate with salad to try to hide the small amount of meat/carbs she had, then using the same salad to cover up what she hadn’t eaten. I don’t miss trying not to look as if I am watching what she is eating. I don’t miss making sure we always have “safe” foods for dinner – no pasta for example. I don’t miss turning down meals out so that we always ate with her at home. I don’t miss the stress of lengthy trips to the supermarket watching her read labels on food intently before it is placed (or not) in the trolley.

I don’t miss listening to the lies that she used to tell to cover for the anorexia, I don’t miss her going out to the door to the gym saying she would just go on a couple of machines and wouldn’t be long and then returning home hours later clearly having spent all her time there. I don’t miss the fear of a phone call from the gym saying that she has collapsed. I don’t miss hearing the sound of ambulance nearby and wondering if it is for her.

Do I miss any of these things? – NO. Do I miss living with anorexia? – NO. Do I miss my daughter – of course I do. I would willingly go back to living with all those things just to have some contact with her.

I see reminders of her all the time - I see the lovely meerkat sitting on the kitchen windowsill that she gave me, the little terracotta pot that she painted “Mummy” on when in kindergarten, I see her things lying around the house...

I miss the girlie chats, the coffees, the gossip, the shopping trips, the wardrobe advice, the delicious meals she cooked that I would never have dreamt of trying, her thoughtfulness......

I don’t miss the anorexia – I do miss my daughter....


Ann

My Relationship with Myself

Okay, so I recently tweeted to you guys about a weird statement;

My illnesses used to be my enemies...now they're my friends....what?! Blog post about it soon!
— perks of recovery (@perksofrecovery) April 19, 2014

I got some weird feedback from that tweet. Some people said that they couldn't wait to see what my explanation was, others were just plain confused.

Basically here is my reason;

Everything that has happened to me, everything that I go through every day makes me who I am. it has taken me a long time to realise that and I will admit, sometimes it is a struggle to keep believing that. Its so easy for me to slip back into that depressive state where I literally cannot function, where i cannot eat,  where i over exercise, i self harm and just cry myself to sleep at night. the truth is, i cant live like that. I mean, I literally cannot live like that because it was slowly killing me. I had to stop hating parts of myself because it was only reinforcing the negative things that they were teaching me. I had so much hatred for my illnesses, I thought that they were ruining my life. I didnt want to live anymore and I blamed them (and consequently myself) for that. I hated my illnesses and the voices of my illness hated me. It was a vicious cycle that was swallowing me whole.

I had to come to the realisation that they were a part of me. Although I didnt realise it at the time, they were a gift. My eating disorder, depression, anxiety and self harm all served as experience for me that gave me the push to create Perks Of Recovery with Alyssa. The things that were killing me became my salvation. I have met so many wonderful people and grown as a person so much in the past 10 months because of being ill and I will never be more grateful for that.

People say that when they are relapsing, their illness has "reared its ugly head again". I don't believe that. I embrace my illnesses as old friends. I accept that they are in my past, that they have served a purpose and that without them I wouldn't be who i am today. When I relapsed recently, I came to the conclusion that there was something new that I needed to learn from myself. This was it. This message that I give to you is what I learned through relapse. So from now on, don't see a relapse as a failure, see it as a greeting to an old friend. (Please don't think that i mean to get you to embrace what your illnesses are trying to get you to do, thats not what i'm trying to say). When you meet an old friend, there is always that knowledge that whatever you have done together, that bond however strong you may think it to be, is in the past. This is how I encourage you to see your troubles and your fears. Accept The lessons that your past has taught you. If you don't accept them then how are you expecting to carry on with your life. 

Accept all parts of you, you need to be loved. You deserve to love yourself.

Accept your past and look to the future.

Stay strong

-Louise xoxo

Wonderful things lie on the other side of fear

"Don't let the fear of relapsing keep you from recovery"


This thought, the thought of relapsing kept me from continuing my recovery for SO long. I recently talked to a friend about her illnesses and one thing that she said that I can really relate to is that she was scared to continue with her recovery because every time she had made the decision to begin her recovery, she would relapse and each relapse would be worse than the last.

One thing that I have realised, after suffering from similar illnesses than her (and I believe that it is the same for all mental health illnesses), is that recovery is not just one single decision. you don't just wake up one day and think "I'm going to recover" and then BAM you're fixed. This isn't the case, it takes lots of constant fixing and I have to continually make the decision of recovery every day (sometimes multiple times a day!)

I honestly wish it was just a simple decision that I had to make once and then I was recovered. Its not that simple. We have to constantly work for the things that we want, and soon they will get easier. All my life people have always told me to "try,fail and try again" or "practice makes perfect". I came to realise that they are right. The decisions that I make daily to aid me in my journey of recovery have become more of a routine for me. (Maybe I will even write a post about my daily routine to help me begin the day right).

My point is, recovery is a long journey, it takes a lot of time and effort to learn to see the world with a new pair of eyes. We are literally changing the way that we perceive things and the way that we live our very lives. There will be times where you will have bad days, just remember, that one bad choice does not rule out the list of good/positive things that you had done before it.

Stay true to yourself and dont be so hard on yourself.

-louise xoxo

happy new year! resolutions!!!! -L

so since June, you have all known us as "A" and "L" but after some careful consideration, we decided that it would be in the best interests of the blog for us to reveal who we are. initially this would have been happening on our 1 year anniversary (so in another 6 months time) but we want to create videos and create a more personal relationship with you all.

so hi... my name is Louise and I have been working with Alyssa on Perks Of Recovery for the past 6 months and it has been such an amazing journey for us, it was a big decision to tell people who we are because there aren't a lot of people who are aware of our illnesses.

we now believe that we have created a decent enough mindset in our individual recoveries that allows us to reveal ourselves and bare our demons to the world.

Happy New Year! - A

On 15th of June 2013, "L" and I decided to create 'Perks Of Recovery". We started it for many reasons, but mainly to help other people with their recovery, as well as help our own.

We wanted to remain anonymous, as we didn't want people from our school/our family to find out about it, but we decided that it was time for us to remove our anonymity. So...

You're the most important person in your life

First off I want to say that I'm really sorry I haven't posted in quite a while. The thing is, I've needed to take some time to focus on myself a bit more. I've not been very steady lately; I've been going through something of a rough patch, and so I haven't felt able to post to this blog, or do a lot of things actually. 

And that's okay sometimes! The fact of the matter is that you are the most important person in your own life, and that means that you need to look after yourself. So if you need to take some time to get away from things and focus on you, then there's no need to be ashamed of that fact. You can't be the best version of yourself if you're constantly absorbed in the outside and don't take any time to practice self-care. 

So this post is just to say - remember to look after number one. It doesn't make you selfish; I know you care about other people, and you want to be there for them, and they know that too! It makes you human. You need time, and care, and the most important thing is your health and well-being. 

Look after yourselves. 

-E xo

The side of OCD that people don't see - Part 1

"You're so OCD!"

"That's such an OCD thing to do"

"Oh I have OCD when it comes to my pens, they have to be colour coded"

These and similar statements are things I'm sure you've heard quite often, and that you've probably said yourself. The problem here is that they are often said by or about people who do not have OCD, and this creates a problem by which it is made to seem less important and complex than it really is. This, in turn, means that genuine sufferers are downplayed, and people are highly misinformed on what these sufferers are going through, leading to a sense of isolation and insignificance. 

OCD is a condition that should not be trivialized by these casual comments. It is a serious problem that takes over people's entire lives, which is why it is not okay to talk about "how OCD you are" because you like to be organized. 

THE MAIN PART OF THE POST: 

The media representation of OCD (and therefore other people's impressions of it) are based around the "C" - the compulsions. However, there is a darker side to OCD that people don't often get to see. It is hidden away and skirted around, because being neat and tidy is much easier to swallow than this part. This needs to stop, because people need to know about it so that they can realize that they are not alone. 

I'm talking about the obsessional thoughts. These are repetitive, unwanted thoughts, images or impulses that a person finds unacceptable, awful, horrible, repugnant. They are incredibly distressing and mentally exhausting, and can be debilitating. 

The most important thing to note about these thoughts is that they are ego dystonic. This means that they are contrary to the person's view of themselves - they do not want to think or see the things invading their minds, loathe the thought of carrying out their impulses. 

The obsessive thoughts can concern a range of different things, from abusing others to blaspheming to pedophilia. These are awful, disturbing things, and it is vital to know that the person experiencing the thoughts does not want to carry them out. That is the key difference between OCD and certain other disorders involving such thoughts. 

The best way of describing these thoughts is essentially as worries, or at least causes of worries. The person is worried that they will carry them out. 

The reality is that they won't! If you're experiencing these obsessive thoughts, I want you to know that you are not alone. Having these thoughts does not make you a bad person. They're only thoughts, nothing more, and they definitely don't mean that you're going to act on them. 

It has taken me years - long, terrifying years alone with these thoughts - to finally come out and tell my therapist about them. I was so terrified of judgment, because I didn't know that other people thought things like this. I was so scared of hurting people, of doing things, things I never actually wanted to do, things that paralyzed me in fear and disgust. And yet, finally, I told her - and she understood. She immediately recognized what I was going through as obsessive thoughts. She did not judge me. She still cared about me. She still wanted to help me as best she could, and she is continuing to do so. So just know that as long as you go to the right people, they can help you to understand what you're going through, and finally start to help you to get your life back from the thoughts that take over your mind. 

In the second part of this post, I'm going to move on to talk about compulsions and neutralization actions, so stay tuned, and most importantly stay strong. 

Ups & Downs

So we all have ups and downs, but sadly some people feel more 'down' than they do 'up'.

I just wanted to write this post because lately I've been feeling pretty down. I've been stressed out from school work and loads of other stuff, but today I've felt absolutely amazing. I've finished my first unit for drama, which is what was stressing me out in the first place, and I felt the weight of the world lift off my shoulders (as dramatic as that sounds). Then I started watching some videos of my favourite artist of all time, and realised I'll be meeting him in just over a month.

It's in these moments that I realise that life really is great. Life is what we make of it. No matter how hard things, we can push through and we can overcome it all. Sometimes we need to come forward and admit we need help. Sometimes we need to let people know that we're not ok. Just know that there's always light at the end of the tunnel.

Whenever I'm feeling really low and don't know whether it's even worth it anymore, I always think of things I'd be missing out on if I wasn't here, or things I want to do in the future. For example, I always think about meeting Will Smith, which is one thing I've wanted to do since... well, forever. Haha

So, seriously guys, don't give up. I was watching this video earlier on today, which is the reason why I wanted to do this post really as it inspired me, and I suggest you all watch this video (skip to 39:40):

You don't have to watch all of it, and you don't even have to like Tinie Tempah or know who he is, but just listen to what he says, trust me.

Life really is wonderful, and we can achieve so much if we believe in ourselves. Sometimes we need to step back and realise that.

-A x

"Attention Seeking"

This post is simultaneously a rant and an affirmation to those of you who have been called an "attention seeker" that seeking attention does not make you a bad person. 

All too often, I've heard people telling others "you're just an attention seeker, get over it" and similar things, and I am so done with it. There are a few reasons why this is basically bullcrap: 

• Seeking attention is natural. It's not something to be ashamed of, and people need to stop treating it as if it's a crime. Literally everyone seeks attention - it's nice to be noticed, and listened to, and given affection, and whatever else you're after. 
• It is a brave thing to ask for help. If the attention you're seeking is for something you're upset about, then it's brilliant and amazing that you have the courage to do so, and no-one has the right to tell you that you can't, that it's annoying, or anything else. Please, never let the fear of looking like an "attention seeker" put you off. If you need help, you deserve it, and that's that. 
• No-one has the right to invalidate your emotions. You don't owe pretending to be happy to anyone. Whatever you're feeling is personal to you, and is real - you don't have to hide it, and people shouldn't make you feel bad for sharing it. The same goes for coping mechanisms. A lot of the time, self-harmers are accused of doing it for attention, when this is rarely the case, and when it is for attention it is a cry for much-needed and much-deserved help. Don't let anyone tell you the way you're feeling is wrong. There is no right and wrong when it comes to this; only negative and positive, and if something is harmful to you then you need help to stop it, not criticism and scolding. 

Make sure you remember these things if ever you feel (or someone else makes you feel) ashamed for seeking attention. It's natural, and can be a very good thing if you're asking for help. Spread the message where you can, and let's seek attention together! 

-E xo

Crying

Depression and other mental illnesses can affect people in a variety of ways. Some people may feel numb and completely unable to cry, as much as they may need to, whereas others might well up and burst into tears all of the time. There is no "right" or "wrong" way to feel; only different ways to feel, and different ways to deal with these feelings. 

Crying is a very important function when you are feeling low, for a number of reasons which I'll list below. 

• The most basic reason of all - it can be very therapeutic to let your emotions out in such a physical manner. Crying almost validates how you feel in a way, (not that your feelings are invalid if you don't cry, at all), and it can feel as though you are letting the sadness, frustration or whatever else you feel out, like opening the flood gates and letting it wash away. These feelings need to be felt, so let yourself feel them. 
• Tears are antibacterial. They'll fight off the germs you pick up in day-to-day life, and hey, if you want clearer skin you can rub them all over your face! 
• Your body releases toxins in your tears when you cry due to emotions. You're ridding your body of loads of those nasty by-products, which can leave you feeling much better, refreshed, afterwards. 
• Stopping yourself from crying increases levels of stress and other negative emotions, and also increases risk of diseases resulting from high stress levels such as high blood pressure and ulcers. Don't worry yourself about this if you've been restraining yourself from crying; just allow yourself to in future, and remind yourself that it's doing your body good. It's not a sign of weakness - if anything it's a sign of strength. It can be so hard to let yourself cry. 

A lot of people feel ashamed or embarrassed to cry in front of others, myself included. However, it is nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of, at all. You are not showing weakness to them if you cry. You are showing that you have emotions that need to be let out. Displaying them in front of people is brave, and can help a lot because there is someone there to tell you that it's okay, that your feelings are normal and that you have every right to feel them, but also every right to get better. 

If you feel like you need to cry but can't, there are a few ways that can help to get the tears out! 

• Listen to the saddest songs you know. They can be ones that you relate to, or not! It's really up to you, and everyone reacts differently to different things. Find what makes you really feel sad, what gets you into the emotion it's trying to portray, and let those emotions out yourself. 
• Watch movies with sad parts, or sad episodes of shows you like. If these are well done, you'll be really caught up in the emotions of the characters and will empathize with them, crying for them or along with them. (If you don't feel empathy very easily, or at all, that's okay too; it's just a different matter. It doesn't make you a bad person in the slightest). 
• Find a close friend who you trust, and sit somewhere quiet with them, where you feel safe. (Let them know that you're doing this because you need to cry). Just talk through your thoughts - it doesn't have to make sense! - or think them through and sit in silence; whatever you're most comfortable with. Having someone there can help you to feel protected, and so letting your feelings take over for a while is less scary. 
• You can also do the above alone if that's what you're more comfortable with. 

Finally, here are some things to remember for when you cry, if at all possible! 

• Keep comfort items nearby such as blankets, teddy bears and pillows, and hold them when you need to. They can also help to ground yourself in the moment so you don't get carried away by your thoughts. 
• Make sure you have water nearby, and tissues too. You don't want to get dehydrated by the loss of water in your tears, and it can be uncomfortable to sit with them streaming down your face and a nose full of snot. 
• To avoid irritating your eyes by rubbing them, you can put a cold water bottle under them to reduce swelling and ease pain if they begin to hurt. 

Good luck with releasing your emotions! 

-E xo

Dealing With Homework Stress

Already this week, I've stressed over homework. Yesterday we had to do peer-review on group essays we've been working on. The essay is comparing how the book, To Kill A Mockingbird, applies to today’s groups in society, such as LGBT.

We were assigned to go through the paper, answer question on the paper, highlight any mistakes, fix the mistakes, see the paragraphs “flow” well, give suggestion, check to make sure all the citations are there, and a great deal of other stuff.
The paper I was reviewing was ten pages long. I also had a study guide to complete and an art project I had to start on. Long story short, I didn't even get to lie down until eleven at night.

So, I've made a list of ways to deal with stress

1) Go for a walk
Walking can shift your mind away from the life's stresses and help you focus on the positive things in life. Often, what you see while walking can help your mind connect with positive memories, therefore improving your mood. This occurs because of the endorphin's that the brain releases because it is somehow triggered when walking. The endorphin's have the power to relieve pain and stimulate relaxation.

2) Lie down
This has helped me, but it may not help others. Lying down helps my mind relax, while it gives others' the chance to run wild. Taking deep breaths and closing my eyes allows me to seclude myself from the rest of the world and I can concentrate on calming my mind down.

3) Do something you enjoy
Take a break. Such aside the homework and do something you enjoy. Reading, drawing, dancing, listening to music. The odds are limitless. Just take a break, calm your breathing and do something you enjoy to take your mind off everything.

I hope this list will help you in the future.
And remember that no passing grade is worth getting frustrated over. Just take a deep breath :)

-M

Talking

I'm sure all of you know it can be incredibly difficult opening up to people about how you're feeling, and what's going on inside your head. 

Telling someone in the first place takes a lot of time and courage, but first off, no matter how weak you might feel, I want you to know that you are brave, and so much stronger than you realize. You're brave for coming as far as you have already, for still being here, and you can go that step further. 

There is nothing shameful about asking for help. There's a lot of stigma around mental illness, but there shouldn't be, and together we can work to end that. In the meantime, there is still no reason to be ashamed of needing support, so try not to be afraid to ask for it. There are so many people around you who want to help - you just have to let them know that you need it. 

**Feel free to skip this part, this is just some stuff about my experiences!** 

For me, I only told people when I reached breaking point. I know that really I left it later than I should have, but the important thing is that I was given the help I needed. First of all I spoke to my favourite teacher at school. 

The thing I was most scared of was my mom finding out. Fortunately at my school it is not in their policy that parents have to be notified about the kind of thing I went to them about, but that isn't the case for all schools. The teacher just had to notify my head of year, who called in a nurse to assess me. (She didn't come for a month or so though, and by that time I had already looked for help elsewhere). 

I knew my mom was going to have to find out at some point, so I finally resolved that it would be better for me to tell her myself than for her to find out from someone else. I asked her not to get angry or too upset, and she reacted much better than I had ever hoped. It hasn't always been easy with her since she's known, but I'm lucky to have her understanding overall. 

She took me to the doctors, where I was referred to CAMHS urgently because of the nature of my situation. There, I had my initial assessment where I was asked about what I spoke about at the doctors, but in more detail to see if they could help. I was then given further appointments at CAMHS with a psychiatrist and a therapist, both of whom I still see. 

That was a year and a half ago, and while I've moved on from where I was, I've only recently properly started to open up. 

**Okay I'll shut up about myself now**

A year and a half of therapy, and I've barely started! I know, it sounds ridiculous. But I'm sure a lot of people can relate, because like I said, it's hard opening up to people and telling them what's going on inside your head. 

It's hard, but it's worth it, and you've got to find what works best for you. 

Some people can just go in and talk; the words just come tumbling out for them. Others come to speak and suddenly no noise will come out even though the words are in their heads. People might go in knowing there are things they want to say, but completely forget them when it comes to actually talking. Or there are people who are just scared of saying what's wrong, be it for fear of judgment or anything else. 

It's completely fine and natural to feel any of these things, and more. It's just that you need to find a way of expressing yourself, getting what you need to talk about out in the open, because keeping it locked away inside is unhealthy - it's like a poison, constantly eating away at you. 

I'm going to make a list of things I've tried, and that I've heard about, and hopefully some of them might work for you: 

• Write it down. This might seem obvious, but for a lot of people it works. If you get into the office and your mind goes blank, you've got what you need to say written down in front of you. You can give it to your therapist / psychologist / psychiatrist / whoever to read, or you can read it out yourself - whatever you're more comfortable with.
  Of course, this doesn't work for everyone - you might get too embarrassed or worried to show them what you've written. Just keep looking for what works! 
• Draw it. This definitely sounds weird, I know haha, but often you've got images in your head of what you're feeling, whether they're realistic - (e.g. people, monsters, storms, etc.) - or abstract - (e.g. sharp angles and edges, scribbles, darkness, etc.) - and you don't need to be good at art to draw them up. Just outline the basic picture if you want, or go all the way and put in great detail if you want to; whatever you'd prefer. Then showing this to your therapist can really help to get the conversation going. It might not be obvious to them right away what it means, but they can ask questions about aspects of the picture that can start you talking about things you wouldn't have brought up otherwise. 
• Don't be afraid to interrupt! I know this can be a daunting prospect, especially with anxiety, but they are there to listen to you and will not be angry if you ask them to stop talking so you can tell them something. My therapist could talk for England - she goes on and on at 60mph and it can be hard to get a word in edgeways! But I've finally realized that it's okay to say "please stop, I want to tell you this", because often it's a split second thing when a thought comes into your head and you think, "I want to say this". Many times, I've just let it go, but not anymore, and it's getting me a long way. 
• Contradict them if they get something wrong. My therapist has made assumptions about me a few times that were waaaay off. If it happens to you, you need to tell them that they're wrong, or they'll take it and run with it, coming up with all sorts of things that you know aren't true of you! It's okay to say "no, that's not right". They won't be offended, because it's literally their job to help you in a way that's tailored to you, and they can't do that if they don't know what you're feeling. 
• Prepare yourself mentally before sessions. When you get into a session and actually do start to talk about a topic, there's no way of sugar-coating it - it's going to be emotionally draining. At that point, you can find yourself just wanting to shut down and stop responding. You can't let yourself do that - you can't recover without dealing with the hard things. So before sessions, ready yourself. Remember deep breathing and mindfulness skills (which I'll post about another time), and know that getting these things out is for the best. If you don't deal with them, they'll be there forever. You can do it, you just have to let yourself, and let your therapist help you. 

That's it for now, but if I think of anything else I'll be sure to make another post. 

Please leave comments about ways you open up - it just might help others, and it'd be interesting to know! 

-E xo

Be A Soldier

To start off with, I know that this picture is "out of date" but honestly I believe that you can do things like this any day. It is a wonderful coping mechanism and it can be that little helpful reminder when you are really struggling to control your urges. I wanted to remind you all that you are strong and that you can fight your demons (as the bottom picture so beautifully shows you).  You are strong. just the fact that you got up this morning shows your strength. After having a bad morning yesterday, my form tutor told me that the fact that i can still manage my everyday tasks shows my strength. I can still fight to be happy and to stay strong and that shows me that I WILL make it through this. It may seem like it is impossible sometimes but as Audrey Hepburn once said "nothing is impossible. The word itself says I'm possible"

Stay strong and keep smiling because your time will come when things will be easier. Carry on fighting, nothing can bring you down, we believe in you <3
-L xxxxxxx

Alternatives To Self Harm: Sharpie

  Yesterday night, I tried something new.  I took a Sharpie and began to write.  On myself that is.  I wrote the word 'beautiful' on my hip, reminding myself to eat.  Its already begun to fade, but I can always touch it up a bit when I have to.  The point of doing this is that the sharpie lasts longer than a pen, it's more difficult to wash off.  If you wrote 'beautiful' or 'gorgeous' on yourself the night before, because you were feeling more confident, and then the next day you lose hope, what you wrote isn't coming off for a while.  It's a reminder.

    What I also wrote was a letter on my hand.  I was talking to a friend last night and we'd ended up on the conversation of how much we cared about the other.  I'm not sure she would want me to share her name, so for now she will stay anonymous.  But, she kept going on about me being strong and I ended up crying because I knew she cared, but I never knew she cared THIS much.  It was just amazing of her to be able to list the reasons she loved me.  So, I took the sharpie and on my hand I wrote the letter of her first name, a Y.

  Think of someone you know cares about you.  Even if you think they don't, but you know they do.  Write their initial somewhere on your hand or maybe your foot, I don't know.  Wherever you want, if you don't want anyone to see it.

  I'm not completely sure where this post has gone, but this is a tip I want to give you.  It's just a way I found to cope that's actually working.  This is also a pretty bad first post since I didn't explain more in depth, but I never was a talker.

A big THANK YOU <3

I keep thinking back on my life before we started this blog and I honestly don't want to think about what my life would be like if we didn't make that big decision. This blog has brought so many wonderful people into my life, although I may have never met them, I feel like I have known them for my whole life (you know who you are) and it has strengthened my friendship with A. This blog has made me so much stronger and has got me through a lot of dark times. I am so blessed to have this blog and my biggest wish is that we can make this a certified organization and I can continue this as a career. I love waking up in the morning and thinking that I have a chance to help someone today.

I guess this post is just a big thank you to all of our followers and blog readers, you are all amazing and I consider you all friends. You help me through so much and continue to support us through everything. I hope you all like the community idea that we have created. Its centred around you all so any suggestions will be accepted. I never thought I could actually make a difference to peoples lives and this makes me so happy.

Thank you so much, we love you all <3 <3
Stay strong
-L xxxxx

A Little Update (and a pep talk!)

Hi guys!

Its been a while, and i cant appologise enough for that but life has just got ahead of me. There have been a lot of new changes in my life lately and lets admit it, changes are often scary things. I have had to deal with things that others would see as no big deal when to me it was like climbing a mountain. I have started sixth form with Alyssa and its been going well but the work for it has taken up a lot of time so I figured that you all deserved an explaination as to why we have both been AWOL.

I am very pleased to say that my recovery is going well, I still have a difficult relatioinship with food but I am getting better and although I have had a recent relapse, I am one week clean for self-harming. Things are starting to really look up for me and I have a lot of opportunities available to me at them moment.

Beginning my recovery process is one of the best things that I have ever done for myself so if any of you are reading this and wondering if you should begin your recovery, DO IT! The fact that you are even thinking about recovery is a very big step and its a great thing. There is one thing that I do have to say that I feel is quite important; a girl got in touch with us at Perks Of Recovery a few months ago and told us that she wanted to do something about her problems but she didnt think that she should because she didnt think that she was as bad as others that she has found out about. First off, I hope that this person doesnt mind me mentioning this because I felt the exact same thing before getting help and I just felt like it was a growing problem. Secondly, if you have any kind of distorted thinking, be it to do with your body or about your life in general or even something that doesnt fit into those generalisations. Just think to yourself "this isnt right, I need to do something about this". Even if your problems are not as severe as someone elses doesnt mean that you dont deserve to get help. If anything going to get help while your problems are not as severe is a very good thing as it means that you can get to the bottom of your problem before it escalates. Don't ever be afraid that your problem is not severe enough to do something about. Don't suffer in silence.

Remember we are always here if you need help, feel free to DM us on twitter or email us, even if it is anonymously and we will do whatever we can to help.

What are your favourite things about recovery? Comment below :-)

-L x

"When everything happened did you tell people what was going on?"

We recently got asked this question on twitter:

I thought I'd answer it on the blog because I feel as though a lot of people may want to know about this.

Personally, no I didn't tell people what was going on. I didn't tell people how I was feeling, I just kept it all bottled up inside, which inevitably made things a lot worse for me.

Well, I did talk about it to one person, though, so I guess part of that was a lie.

I spoke to an online friend, who was also going through mental health issues. Venting to her really did help me a lot, I knew that I could trust and confide in her, and she would be able to relate to my problems because she was going through it herself.

However, I didn't talk to any of the people around me about it for a long time, and in some ways I still haven't Honestly, I don't know why I didn't tell them back then, when I didn't really self harm much. But, if I did, I think I would have got help sooner, before my problems got worse, and wouldn't be in the position I am now. In some ways I am grateful for that, as I wouldn't be blogging about this today and wouldn't be helping people like I am now. But I don't know if I would do it again, if I had a chance to redo it all, or if I would have spoken to people about it, but I think you should.

Eventually, yes, people did find out about my problems, and it turns out quite a few of my friends have self harmed in that past. Nobody ran when they found out I self harmed or had depression. Some people probably didn't even care. Not in a way such as "oh she's depressed and self harms, who cares" but "So what if she's depressed? So what is she self harms? She's still the same person, and I'm not going to leave just because of that".

So, no I didn't tell people what was going on, when it was going on. I didn't feel comfortable talking about it, and I still don't. Unless I know that that person has gone through the same/similar issues. But that's just me. I do however know that if I did choose to talk about it to friends and family, they wouldn't run away from me. And if they did, then I'd be better of without them.

If people run, don't be sad. Don't be angry. Don't hate yourself. Don't hate them. Be happy they left. Be happy that you now know the truth about them. Be happy because you were strong for telling them. Love yourself and believe that others do. Know that even though one left, others will stay. Believe that you can recover. Lift that weight off you shoulders, because you don't have to hide anymore.

I'm not saying go out and tell everyone you know about it, and try to discuss it with them in person, because that might not be easy for everyone. I know it wouldn't be for me. If you feel more comfortable talking to people over the internet or via text messages, do that instead. Personally, I feel more comfortable doing so, it's easier to reciprocate and portray my emotions when I write it down.

I hope you get some clarity after reading this post and make the right decision for you.

I still think that there is a lot more that I have to say, but I don't want to babble on even more than I already have. Regardless, thank you for taking the time to read this post.

-L x

2 week anniversary!!!!!

Its our two week anniversary for perks of recovery and we are soooo proud of how it is going, we have reached an amazing milestone for our twitter followers! I never imagined in my wildest dreams that we would have come this far in such a small amount of time. This just proves that if you want something enough and you put enough time, effort and love into it then you can make it into something to be proud of. I really cannot wait to see what the future holds for us. We will be starting to work on the blog more and develop the awareness of mental health disorders in others. Good luck in your recovery, we love you.
stay strong
A&L
xxxx