Tuesday, November 29, 2011

What's happening?

It's been crazy lately an up and down battle more than usual. I've had stress from work and school probably more because of projects and final papers but it has surprised me that despite all of this I haven't given into behaviors. In ten days in will be a year since my discharge from Center for Change and this time last year I didn't feel ready to leave nor did honestly I feel like I would last long without relapsing or going back into treatment. I learned a lot at CFC and was stable, else they wouldn't have let me go, especially as my parents have POA over me still but I have made it. Yes, I've had a short setback last May but I got back on my feet. I am truly proud of myself. Ed has truly lost control over me. I don't hear him most days; about 80% of the time he isn't around. Ed is evil and he is still near and may be for a while but all I need to do is live with appropriate caution  as one of my dear friends, Thom has said. For years I never thought that this could happen, that there would be freedom. I am experiencing freedom. Yes, I still have much to work on as ED recovery is MUCH more than the food and behaviors. That's the tip of the iceberg. I need to work on my self-esteem and a few other personal things but I'm getting there each and every day. Step by step, hand in hand it is possible. It is happening. I never thought it could happen and when I thought it could I never imagined it to this extent.

As I get closer and closer to finishing school, I graduate next year. I feel more motivated to keep working hard as I will get to help others. This time next year I will be working with others in an internship/community placement. This is something that I am stoked for and as I am trying to figure out what I want to focus on, probably Ed or DBT with adolescents or PTSD. I know in order to help others, I have to help myself. I can do it.

I don't know if this is even making sense, but if anyone reads this, I just want to say there is hope and it does get better. I promise that if you keep at it and do what your treatment team tells you or focus on the goals (healthy of course) that you will get to freedom. It takes time but is possible. It happens. It is amazing and awesome. You are never alone and there are always people out there to support you. If there is will, there is a way. We are in this battle together. We all are, no matter if it's Ed, self-esteem or any addiction. We can do this. Keep going and don't give u

Dev


Thursday, November 17, 2011

This is how I am....

This is just something that I needed to write. Maybe it is good or bad. It is what it is. Maybe you will enjoy it or not or maybe it it won't even get read by anyone but I write. It is what I like to do. So here it is. <3 Dev


Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall
Winter and Summer
That's all I need
The two extremes I know

I know it is black and white
But it is the colors that fit just right
Not in the gray as it seems so blury
How can it be bad

The gray is not bad nor good
It is just there and understood
I feel confused but focused
There is hope in the distance

I have come far 
But there is still a ways to go
But somehow today 
I don't feel hope in my heart

I feel okay not bad nor good
Maybe more blah, just not numb
I don't feel like I'm falling 
Just maybe here and now

This is how I am
This is how I feel
I shouldn't fight or judge it
Just let it be, just here and now

It isn't as easy said as done
But possible and possible
I should, I could
I will just do my best, I guess


Saturday, November 12, 2011

I am a miracle.

I have been thinking lately a lot about life, in a good way not in a dark way. I have so many good and wonderful people and other things that I am blessed to have in my life and I am so grateful. I have been so busy lately between being a nanny, plus college, and home life. But somewhere I still find time for me. This is something that in the past wouldn't have happened. Yes, sometimes I still have 2AM study nights but that's college for you. But I still try to get some good ol' self-care in each day. I could of course use more and I am hoping to get back into going to the gym again. I went hiking last Sunday to some hot springs with my parents and Kelsey and it was after a snowstorm. The trail was packed down and was so icy. I fell really hard a few times, along with everyone else, and seperated my shoulder and now in a sling. :( This has made it somewhat hard because I have to really take care of myself and baby it else I will have permanent damage....yeah now I need to take this advice I am typing. I haven't necessarily been wearing my sling at home or baby-ing it... I can only do my best. It makes me think to how I didn't always do my best but eventually I made a choice for me. I made the choice to live not die.

I've been thinking back to a few years ago when life was hell for me. It was simply shit. I hated it and everyone. I pushed people away and also they pushed me away. I was hurt and so were they. I didn't want to live anymore and I tried not to a few times....anyways. I think about the hell I went through at BHS and how much I hated moving back from Pennsylvania when I hated Pennsylvania. I was glad to come back to Utah just hated I never fit in back here and all...I am not LDS. I think it has been on my mind lately because in therapy I have been working on the bullying through EMDR, which rocks. This I dealt with all through elementary and  high school, except my senior year where I was new to VHS and no one new me. I could just hide and people barely knew I existed. I know the mean things that were said to me were about their own insecurities. The people in Center that I basically grew up at for 8 years well some I am ok and talk to now but others I will not like forever. I understand not everyone will ever get along but the taunting and hatred at a young age is unacceptable. In high school and 9th grade back here in Utah well there was a reason I did home release as much as I could and did electronic high school a lot too. The girls were mean and I got talked about. I now understand what my dad went through growing up out here and my brother. I have nothing against LDS religion or people it is more the experience of being an outsider and others not understanding. It was tiring of people relentlessly trying to convert me and get me to go to church. I have my own beliefs thank you. I felt so alienated about it all and within myself. I felt like others never gave me a chance. But you know what it doesn't matter.

None of it matters. It hurt yes.But it helped make me who I am today. I am stronger because of it and I don't let people hurt me as easily. It took me a while. All that happened in high school caused a lot of pain and chaos in my life. I ended up in treatment several times, the hospital and all that shit. I eventually was hit with an ultimatum from my parents of going to wilderness then to a residential program or to switch high schools and go to an intensive program after school 3 days a week. Well duh, i wanted to stay home. I wanted my senior year of high school. Well I did it and I graduated. I guess the point here is that it gets better. Recovery from the eating disorder, self-harm, or whatever it is it does get better. I know it and believe it. Never give up. It isn't worth it. Each day is a day to say I am a miracle.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Prison--I am out now!

It is November 3, 2011. It is just an ordinary day but to me it feels extraordinary. Every day of life, every moment, every breath I take is a chance for a key moment. It is a chance for a choice of what I want in my life. I am free but I can be captured at any time. I have freedom every day but I have been in prison. A prison I created myself. A prison that is still close inside me that is easy to retreat to. I am not a criminal in real life. I haven't been in trouble by the police or the courts. But I have been controlled and entrapped by myself and my eating disorder. Let me say one thing. I did not choose my eating disorder and it is not my fault I have one; but I can control how I choose to cope with it and whether to recover or not.

A long time ago I chose recovery and at that time, at that key moment, I was free. I felt freedom. I was happy, true to myself and others. I still had a fight ahead of me but I had the motivation and tools to succeed. I knew that I could do it. My heart was telling me what to do. Then there was a day, or a few days; it really doesn't matter that were horrible. I got discouraged. I gave up. Ed got into my head and I threw up the white flag. I was imprisoned in my own prison. I didn't want to fight for a while but after a while I got a feeling. I had to fight. I decided to plead Ed for help but didn't get any real support. Supposedly he was my friend....not! I decided to take a risk and as for support through other sources. I asked for help from my friends and family. They helped me and truly cared. They loved me when I didn't want it. They even got me professional help (even though at times I was forced). They helped keep me alive so I can enjoy that breath, that moment and that day.

I have had that series repeat many times. I wish I could say it never happened again but at the same time my fight has helped make me who I am. I am strong and can do hard things. But this series has gotten better and slowed. Those times in prison are rare and insignificant in control. Ed doesn't nearly control me as much as he used to. It does get better. It really does. When it gets hard I find my safe and HEALTHY place. It helps me find the balance again.

So why do I tell you all this? Well one reason is because I can. But another is that recovery is so possible and though it is tiring and sometimes you can't see the end WE CAN DO IT! Hang in there!

Monday, September 19, 2011

50 things

When I was at Center for change this was an assignment I had to do in order to phase. I found it tonight and thought I would post it as I have accomplished some of those things and plan on accomplishing more! Full recovery is very likely and worth it. 50 things I want in life 1. Positive body image 2. Be healthy 3. Grad school completion 4. Good relationships with family 5. Be able to be at home not in and out of treatment 6. Love 7. Travel the U.S. and Europe 8. Freedom from Ed-it's better at least! SOOOO much more freedom!! 9. Healing from trauma 10. A family of my own 11. Laughter 12. Run a marathon 13. Graduate from Westminster 14. Free from negative behaviors 15. Do research in psych 16. Write a book 17. Work with other victims someday 18. Be a good and outgoing friend 19. No façade or mask 20. Read 3,000 books in my lifetime 21. Continuous learning 22. Have pets and my kitty Tibra 23. A house of my own 24. Financial independence 25. Self-esteem 26. Self-worth 27. Positive coping skills 28. Consistency with behaviors 29. Great at guitar 30. More hope for myself 31. Take my own advice 32. Not isolate as much 33. Complete a Deso trip on my own 34. Rock climb 35. Ski anything including ♦♦ 36. Do art with out fear or judgment 37. Work as a crisis worker at Rape Recovery Center 38. Have children of my own, adopt and foster them too 39. Become more in tune spiritually 40. Skydive 41. Be less dependent on others and Kelsey 42. Complete puzzles without giving up 43. Be less stubborn 44. Accept my genes and my past 45. Go back and ice skate again 46. Be able to be comfortable when less busy 47. Smile more of and not fake them either 48. Swim with dolphins again 49. Climb Mt. Everest 50. Go to Africa 51. Work with refugees 52. Reach out for support Many of these I have done and are still doing. Some days I can do things and others I can't but I have at least done it once or it has improved. That's huge. It's a work in progress.

Friday, September 16, 2011

I am a gift. I am me. Let it be.

I may not know my purpose of my life, where I am going exactly or when I will be free but the truth is I rather not know because that would unveil the adventure, the ups and the downs, and the bumps that make me, me. But that is OK! I don't need to care what other people think of me and sometimes what I think of me. I need to just be. Be comfortable with who I am and where I am. That is SOOO much harder to say than to do. I am the type of person that can say it, do it for a while, then it stops....inconsistent yes. It's has been going really well the past few months and it has been WEIRD! I don't know how to deal with it. I am not complaining but it is almost as I wish something bad will happen even though I don't want it too. It is complicated. No one is perfect is or strong all the time. If they say they are they are lying. I used to say that all the time; sometimes i still do. See the imperfection! I guess that's ok. I am content. Content doesn't mean it is all calm and good and shit. It can have some bad to it and some good but I am ok with it. I am ok with being where I am at that moment. I don't know lately where I would be without my friends and family. In 15 days it would have been a year since I walked through the doors to CFC, where that place and the people there help save, helped me save and transform my life. This past week was nine months since my discharge and I felt proud. No it wasn't the longest I have been out of treatment. That was two years but it is still an accomplishment. I don't need to measure things in time or strength but just what they mean to me. Everything matters. Everything counts and contributes in some way. So I think what is the purpose of life, why does it matter. We all are living it. Yeah i guess you have the option to end it and think that is your purpose but whatever not going into that dark area. Life is beautiful. The fact of just being able to wake up each morning, have your body and brain do what it needs to do and want is fascinating and a gift. No matter what, even if the person is "disabled or handicapped" the body and mind still function and adapt for that person. I was born to be the way I am. I believe that with my heart and soul. I will not change who I am for anyone else, because that never got me anywhere. I will just be. I will just be me. This journey has it's ups and downs and bumps but to me now, I am going to try to think of it just as a journey. Nothing but a journey I am on. I am free as I am. I am me. I am a gift. I believe everyone can do whatever they wish to achieve. I have dreams and goals still. I know what I am not. I know things about what I am. I know I can overcome anything and when I can't I have all of my friends, family and God to support me. Let it be.

Friday, September 9, 2011

TALK TO ME!

Talk to me. Suicide is never an option. Depression doesn't kill, isolation does. I am here for you. Email, message me, add me on Facebook, call or text me. I am here for you. I've been there. I love you and I care for you. I will always be here. TALK TO ME, I CARE! GLBTQS I don't care who you are or where you come from just know there is hope and it will get better, I'm here and I care. Talk to me.




There's hotlines out there 1-800-SUICIDE, 1800-273-TALK are the national ones for the U.S. For LGBTQ youth there is 866-4887386. In Canada-look at this website for your area for the appropriate number http://www.suicide.org/hotlines/international/canada-suicide-hotlines.html More international lines- go to this page for you countries number http://www.suicide.org/international-suicide-hotlines.html I love you and I care. I am here and you're never alone. Devyn

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

10 Lessons Learned in Recovery

This is a post I wrote as a guest contributor to http://www.voiceinrecovery.com/blog/ . ViR’s mission and focus is on PAIR™ (Prevention, Awareness, Intervention, and Recovery). Advocating awareness about eating disorders, body image struggles, mental health issues, substance abuse and self harm. It is a wonderful website and there is also a Facebook page as well where research is posted and lots of other cool stuff. It is very cool and worth checking out. So here is my post on 10 lessons learned in recovery. My eating disorder took a lot away from me. It took away my friends and family, my desire to live, my dreams and hopes for the future and even started to take away myself physically and mentally. It consumed me in any way imaginable. When I finally hit bottom I learned that I had two options either to live or die. I wasn’t willing to give up everything I had already lost to look a little thinner, to be the right size, and to be perfect. There are many lessons that recovery taught me but these are ten of the most important and significant ones have been for me.

1. It is not about food but everything else. The disordered behaviors, the restricting, binging, purging, or any other behavior is not about the food. It is a method for coping of the underlying issues whether it be stress, family relationships, depression, anxiety, childhood just to name a few for me. I learned that until I accepted that it wasn’t about the food, which doesn’t mean food isn’t important about recovery, it is, that I didn’t really make progress or get anywhere. I learned that also when I began dealing with everything underneath that following my meal plan, listening to my doctors and dietician was easier to do and I didn’t fight it. I was more in the recovery mindset.

2. I am not a burden and I can’t recover alone. When I first started the recovery progress I had this idea that I had to be strong and perfect. Why wouldn’t I? That is what my eating disorder was telling me. When I began recovery I saw my therapist, doctor and dietician but I wasn’t reaching out to any friends, family or other people in recovery. The concept that I felt within myself is that I was a burden. That no one wanted to be my friend, listen to me, or support me. No one wanted to know me. This was the opposite I found out. When I wasn’t reaching out, I was slowing getting stronger but when I started reaching out it got easier and my self-esteem increased as well. It wasn’t easy and still isn’t always. Also I figured out I couldn’t recover on my own. I needed help and support. An important idea to know when you do reach out to people is that they need to have some credibility with you. How they do that is up to you. Do they have experience? Are they in recovery or recovered? Are they professional? I learned for me it was important to have a variety. I have friends that are in recovery and those that aren’t. I have a mentor, a treatment team. I have family and a partner as well. It is important to have professional and non-professional help. Variety is the key.

3. Always try it one more time. I wasn’t always successful. I didn’t always get things right. I wasn’t perfect at recovery or life. I was me. I learned that if I gave up, that I wasn’t going to be at a standstill but instead fall backwards. Relapses are an important part of recovery and a natural part. For me it helped make the “good” times better and make it easier next time. The key is when you fall down stand back up. If you don’t do something right or don’t do it at all; say you have a goal with your treatment team to follow your meal plan and you miss a few meals or restrict. Then instead of giving up, try the meal plan one more time. Keep doing that. Practice makes progress. It does get easier. It just takes time.

4. Celebrate each step no matter the size. We don’t always have big breakthroughs in recovery and we are not always trekking on step by step or crawling like babies. Sometimes little steps are needed to get to big ones. For me I had lots of little steps at first with occasional big ones then some smaller ones then bigger. It was random. I was at first upset if I didn’t have a huge “miracle” happen in therapy or that I didn’t reach a goal instantly. I felt like I had failed at recovery. In fact, at those points, I was making several small steps. Maybe I wasn’t following my meal plan everyday but I was most days. The days increased each week too. Once I wasn’t opening much in therapy at all or wanting to talk but it was an improvement from not coming at all. I learned it is important to celebrate each and every step because it is important. They all add up and at some point they really are a big deal even if they don’t seem like it. It is an accomplishment at beating your eating disorder; isn’t that worth a celebration?

5. Do the next best thing relapses happen. Relapses are a normal part of recovery like I said. The journey of recovery goes up and down. The “ups” helped me make it through the “down” easier. There are times in recovery where I wanted to quit and go back to my eating disorder. At first it was almost every day. I learned the more I followed recovery the less of a rollercoaster I had and the extreme they were. If I did relapse I learned instead of just sitting in my crap I would get out of it because no one wants to sit in crap. I would do the next best thing. I would call a friend, make an appointment, journal, go for a walk, or do some self-care. I would do whatever I thought would be best for me. This brings up an important part that I learned that I didn’t always know what was best for me so I had to trust others and give up my false sense of control. The longer that I have followed recovery the less relapses I have had but the relapses I have had have showed me that going back to my eating disorder is no longer an option for me. It all takes practice.

6. It’s a marathon. Recovery doesn’t happen overnight. It takes practice. It is not like a sprint that you just get ready, get, set, and go then before you know it you are done. That would be much easier. I learned that recovery takes lots of practice, time, and dedication. You have falls and setbacks along the way as well.

7. Energy management. What comes to mind when I think of energy management is not eating disorder recovery but more of science and anatomy. But when I was in recovery I was sometimes really stubborn and I didn’t want to get better. I would put all my energy into fighting my treatment team, isolating from friends and not following my meal plan. That took so much energy and was so tiring. I learned that if I instead put all that energy and stubbornness to fighting against my eating disorder, talking with support, using my voice, and nutritionally supporting my body that I got a lot further in recovery, felt a lot less tired, more happy, better self-esteem and better outlook on recovery.

8. Sometimes it is best to not trust myself. Do what’s uncomfortable. I had to learn to trust those around me, especially those I gave my control to. If I didn’t trust them, I wasn’t going to listen to them. I wasn’t going to take their advice or do what they say is in the best interest for me, my life and recovery. I wouldn’t dare to and my eating disorder wouldn’t let me either. Just because I gave up control doesn’t mean my eating disorder just magically left. My eating disorder began to fight more and more. Learning to trust others is something that didn’t come easy and is still not easy. It is still a battle. Like I said, recovery is a journey. It was uncomfortable for me. I at times didn’t know what was best for me though. I learned that those around me would help me and look out for my best interests even if it is uncomfortable.

9. Don’t throw your hope in the fire. When I was in recovery I thought that would be my life and that is all it would ever be. For a while, I had to actively tell myself, you need to eat this today, journal today, and had so many things that I had to do. I had so many recommendations from my treatment team for recovery that seemed to make it harder at first but as time passed I didn’t always have to consciously think about every little thing. Parts became natural or easier at least. There are other parts of life besides recovery just sometimes recovery needs to be your main focus. I learned for me, I had to leave school and work for a while but it made me stronger in recovery. That isn’t always true in all cases but there are other aspects to enjoy in life besides recovery, such as friends, family, parties, school and work. You just learn to manage both and sometimes have to make some sacrifices.

10. Full recovery is very likely when you do the work. When you do the work in recovery, practice and keep going at it. It is very likely you will recover. I learned that it does get better and recovery is very possible. I never thought it was yet I have gone longer than ever without behaviors, have achieved many goals that I had in treatment and am enjoying many things in my life. It is possible and I believe everyone can achieve it. Practice makes progress.

Friday, August 19, 2011

My Success

Life hands you lemons but lemonade tastes much better. Sometimes you add too much sugar and others not enough. Success is not measured in the number of days you do well but to me it means how you feel about yourself on the inside. You can have others tell you that you are reaching above and beyond expectations, doing well in school, are beautiful, have overcome challenges and know what you want in life but it means nothing unless you believe it. If you are told these things gradually believing them happens but not overnight.

Over the past three years life has been very interesting. I entered an intensive DBT program that saved my life and had to do that during my senior year of high school. Thinking about the challenges I had then when people told me these things about me I was lying to them and myself that I believed them. I didn't do it on purpose or maybe I did. I was sick, but the fact that I have come to where I am today amazes me. I have so much to be grateful for and I have so much good in my life that even when I have challenges that seem unbearable I know if I listen and follow my heart I can overcome them.

Two years ago I entered Westminster College as a freshman and it was a new beginning. It was a new start, to make new friends. It was time to live the new me. I wasn't perfect and never will be. I was still struggling and needed help. I still do, but I was doing it. I was working hard. I cared. I threw myself into this new and scary situation before me and tackled it. Things happened, I had my challenges, ended up having some medical problems, surgery, hospital but I survived.

None of this means I was unsuccessful but quite the contrary. I have been learning. I have been taking challenges and life as they come and dealing with them. I have overcome the challenges presented upon me. I have found more of me and find each more every day. My biggest success I am most proud of was actually dropping school and going to back to treatment last fall. It saved my life by giving me life. It helped me find the true me. I finally was believing in myself. I started to believe that I am beautiful, successful, that I have overcome a lot, that I achieve expectations and that I am a good person. Some days I do. Others I don't. What can I say I am not perfect. Who is?

"Try to discover
The road to success
And you'll seek but never find,
But blaze your own path
And the road to success
Will trail right behind.
~Robert Brault

I make my own way. I still have a ways to go but when I put my heart in it, I can do anything.


Wednesday, July 13, 2011

20 years ago I was born and now look at me.

I just got back from a river trip I go on with my family every year in Desolation Canyon here in Utah. It's on the Green and Price Rivers. It was a really beautiful. I love going back there every year for many reasons. Not only is it a thrill to go white water rafting and to have to paddle with all your might to stay afloat on your boat but it is also away from people and civilization. Granted, I love being around people but it is also good to take time for yourself just like I am doing right now.

Often times you go through life almost on a race track just going through the motions, round and round. There are other times in my life that I have been mindful and just taken one thing at a time and enjoyed every moment. Lately I started to slip into that track, which brought me to think about times in my past. In my past, especially in my eating disorder, I just was in a trap. I couldn't and chose not to get out. In that trap it is easier to just go around in a circle. It is easier to stick to what you know rather than the unknown. It is easier to hold onto the past, the hurt, and all the negative aspects in your life rather than finding new ones. It isn't that you don't care or that you don't want to, at least not in my case. In a way I did. In a way I didn't.

I had support. I was loved and still am. I had many things I needed but I didn't have the courage I did now. I was scared. It isn't that all the treatment in my past went to waste. I don't regret anything. Everything in life happens for a reason and I take something from everything. Eventually I realized I had to do this for me. I didn't want the attention, never did.

If you want something in life to change, you have to do it yourself. No one can do it for you. They can help you and support you. I realized this long ago. This trip brought me back to that as I started to slide back into that trap. But even if that happens, it isn't the end of the world. If you fall back down just stand back up. Things take time too. Not everything we face can be changed but nothing can be changed until it is faced. Feelings are always valid and taking one thing at a time, being mindful really helps.

During Deso (the trip) I had my 20th birthday. It made me think of how much I have gone through. I have had some really hard times in my life but I have had really good ones. I have grown so much too in the past few years. I love who I am now, but I may not always like myself. I know what I do like and don't like. I know what I want in my life and who I love. I know how to overcome challenges and how to ask for help. I am a survivor. I know many more things as well. I have gained much knowledge but their is always more to learn. I know I will have hard times again. I know at times I will have struggles and want to go back to my eating disorder. But I know I will not go back. I know what it is like, and I do not like it. I may have slips but not forever ones.

I know what I need, One thing that I need is that I need to take more time for myself, like now. However, everything is a work in progress. Everything takes time. If you put your mind to it, you can do it. I know I can do anything, even if it takes time or I fall. I will stand back up. I will survive and thrive. I am a work in progress too.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Words, words and more words.

Artistic, beautiful, musical, sweet, caring, helpful, colorful personality, dependable, loving, hard worker, compassionate, funny, strong,an overall aura that gives off light, talented, good friend, bright, sensitive, make a difference in the world, and amazing. These words were told to me recently by friends as part of an assignment by my mentor. My eating disorder and depression would say that I am the opposite of these that I am unimaginative, ugly, discordant, unkind, unreliable, dull, cold, dark horse, unfeeling, boring, weak, listless, untalented, bad friend, unintelligent, indifferent, and unremarkable. These words coming from my eating disorder hold me back from what I really want in my life. I want to finish my degree and go onto graduate school for psychology. I want to live my life with Kelsey and start a family one day. I want to have a healthy relationship with my friends and my family. I want to be healthy. Most importantly I want to be free from control and I want freedom to be ME!

When I follow recovery I can do that. I am working towards all of that. I have so much freedom compared to four years ago when I was in my eating disorder and I didn't really care. I am fighting every day. Some days I don't have to think about it, ED doesn't pop into my head every day like in the past. Other days he won't leave me alone. Those days are when I have to lean on others and ask for help. I know I can't do it on my own but I know I have to do it for me. No one else can do it for me. I learned that a long time ago. If I want this life I have to fight for it. I have to do the work. It plain out sucks sometimes BUT it gets better! It really does and that is when I think back to where I was and where I am now.

My worst days now are better then my best days a year ago even.
Each day I get strong, healthier and more free. Each day I follow recovery I get closer to what I want in my life. If I slip up have a rough day or even week, doesn't mean I am not following recovery. It is part of recovery. It means that I just have to get back up. The falls only make me stronger and make me appreciate everything in my life more. I am where I am due to my persistence, strength, my friends, my family, and my hope and faith. Of course my therapists and all the treatment, and the retreats (OMG the retreats have helped me SOOO much) have changed my life as well. I like to remember all of the things that help. A lot of the time it seems like the focus is on treatment that changes lives. I definitely think it does but even then change comes from within. NO matter what kind of "treatment" you get it all works. I am so grateful for everything and everyone in my life.

Recovery is a journey not a destination. I believe that with my heart and soul. Recovery is possible and recovery changes lives. It has changed mine. No matter what recovery looks like for you it gets better and as long as you are on the path that is what matters. Any addiction, depression, self harm or eating disorder that ANYONE suffers from is possible to recover and overcome.

Those words: artistic, beautiful, musical, sweet, caring, helpful, colorful personality, dependable, loving, hard worker, compassionate, funny, strong,an overall aura that gives off light, talented, good friend, bright, sensitive, make a difference in the world, and amazing are words that sometimes I can believe. Other days I can't. It isn't all or nothing. I am NOT perfect. No one is. My eating disorder tells me other wise. That is when I tell him to SHUT the HELL UP. It takes practice. Some times I can do it. Other days I can't do it. Most days I can due to practice. Practice makes practice. But no matter what I know as long as I follow recovery that it is possible to have freedom. I can see it. I will have it. I will do it! It will be mine!

Monday, April 4, 2011

Stats quiz! Have you ever thought about attempting suicide?

Hey everyone, I am conducting a survey for my statistics class. I am doing a one question quiz that will take you literally 10 seconds. It is anonymous and is only use for educational research purposes. I'd greatly appreciate it if you would take this short time to do it.
Thanks, Devyn

Also please feel free to share this with your friends and family. I want as big of a sample size as possible.
Here is the link:
http://www.surveymonkey.com/s/6W8B6LK

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Little puzzle

Little puzzle crumbling apart
Trying to hold on to what's left
Little puzzle fallen stars
Not glistening in the night sky

Withered away like a rose
Aching heart torn apart
Wondering where hope lies
When the night stars are falling tonight

They're not glistening to hope
To the moon at night or her eyes
There isn't much Sun in the day
That lights up a smile

She only falls more away
From friends and family
She wants dearly to have
Not the dreaded isolation

She feels there is no choice sometimes
But to be either a complete puzzle
Or one falling apart
Two different worlds

When the puzzle is together
There is hope and strength
There is the Sun and moon
Stars glistening in her eyes

This world is something she longs for
Something she believes in
Something she does have at times
But is sometimes a broken puzzle

Sometimes she wonders what to do?
Will this get better?
Am I strong enough?
Right now she might say no
But deep down she knows the answer

....the answer is YES

<3 dev


Sunday, March 20, 2011

Life's perplexity

Perplexity is life. Life is perplexed. Life can have its simple moments but to me it is only when we break it down into its most basic elements. We all have problems and struggles in life. The journey we all have in life and the different paths we all have in our own journey of life each have their own ups and downs. Sometimes the struggles and questions we are faced with are easy to deal with. Sometimes there is a black and white answer, like in math. Other times there is a gray answer that is more perplex and is based more on personal observation and how you feel about the situation. To me it is about looking at both ends and not trying to compromise so much but trying to figure out a new way to do something, a middle path.

Sometimes the answer that I have gotten in a perplex situation hasn’t always been what I wanted. I haven’t always been a person that has liked feelings or wanted to deal with them. It is something I have had to work on in intense therapy and still work on daily. But the one thing is than sitting with me gets better. Sometimes sitting with yourself in a perplex situation, in my experience, is very hard, but can also be very rewarding. One thing that has helped me learn to value this perplexity is my frustration. When I have lost my patience and didn’t get an answer in a situation then I gave up or just took an easy way out.
This happened to me numerous times growing up and for a while it actually got me in trouble, mainly emotionally to the point I couldn’t take it anymore and tried to commit suicide. This happened a few times and finally one time I ended up in the hospital and I was faced with a perplex situation of life or death, I had to either choose to fight for my life and learn new ways to cope, even though I didn’t know the answers to everything, feel the darkness at times for a while and hope. My other choice was death. I played the game too much and it was down to this, rock bottom, at only 17 years of age. My need for control at that point to be perfect and to know everything was everywhere in my life but since that night in the emergency room and then entering treatment once again I finally felt more committed and determined than ever. Not like I haven’t had my hard times since then but it has gotten better.

I think sometimes you have to give up what you know and what you have to learn what you don’t know in order to achieve what you want. I think that sometimes when you are in the darkness it does bring you alive. There are times, now that I sit with my feelings and in darkness, where I can be so confused about life or something going on with me, a pain or a struggle and after a while I will know what to do. I may cry for hours; but that is okay. There is nothing wrong with crying as many may associate it with darkness it can be sweet. A paradox is basically a contraction but possibly true.

A paradox that I have had to negotiate with is the paradox of life. There are so many different views on what life is and where it began. Were we created from Christ, from a microorganism, Allah, some other spiritual being, God or Goddess? These answers are still being researched and will always be a controversial subject. For a long time growing up this paradox is something I struggled with. It is one reason why I also tried to commit suicide, one of many times. I wondered many things like, “How am I created? Where did I come from?” I know I was conceived from my mom and dad but where did they come from and beyond. Where did everyone come from? Are we all aliens dropped in from outer space? Is their reincarnation? Is there life elsewhere and how? These questions at one point ruled my life. I wasn’t able to answer them, so I couldn’t handle them then. It wasn’t going to happen. I needed to know the answers.

This is still something I still wonder about and always will be. This question there will never be an answer to. It is all theory and perspective. It is based on personal opinion. I believe I was created with purpose. I believe I was created by some higher power or spiritual being and I do call him Christ but I also have other spiritual aspects that play a huge part in my life. I take on a multidimensional life philosophy. The thing I have learned from paradoxes but especially this paradox, which has been huge in my life, is that life is a journey and that is no destination. The journey is the destination and as long as I am on it than I am doing great. Life has its ups and downs. I can only do my best.

I know that all I have gone through will make me stronger and if I quit fighting now it will never end. I keep having to tell myself that, especially now as I am having a rough time again. I can overcome anything I put my mind to. The pain or the struggle will never last forever but if I give up now it could last forever. I have too much going for me and the darkness, well the unknown, can be scary. Who likes it but it has taught me many things, such as I can accomplish anything I set my mind to and it taught me the most valuable lesson thus far in my life: that I deserve to life and that I am worth it.

Monday, February 28, 2011

Inner Guru

I had to write a journal for my yoga class, as I do every week. This is a modified version of that that I though I would share with you guys. It really touched me and made me think this week. Hope you enjoy :)
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When I think of the words “inner guru”, in simplest sense inner spiritual teacher, there are many thoughts that come to my mind. For me, my “inner guru” is a combination of many different part of me: heart (physical and spiritual), mind, soul (physical and spiritual), past teachings, and conscience. Each of these has meaning and has something to contribute; putting them altogether however something that I still cannot explain but it is has helped guide me. I am not perfect and my inner guru doesn’t tell me the right things to do but I think that everything, every experience in life whether good or bad has a lesson. I feel that within that lesson there is something good within it, whether that is “seen” that second, hour or ten years away. There is another strong belief within me.

Everything happens for a reason. I feel that both my heart and soul’s physical nature allow me to discover and participate in some of the talents and hobbies that I have such as dance, swimming and yoga. If you look into the spiritual nature of those two let me contemplate decisions and life choices. My spiritual soul has also connected me to God, who has been a huge source of strength for me through many aspects of my life, my biggest being my recovery. My mind contributes intellectually in that it has the capacity to learn, recall and grow. My past experiences have helped me further in life. I have learned from my mistakes and improved on my successes in order to succeed in the future. My conscience is always there, one thing is I cannot lie. If I lie I laugh, first of all.

I think somewhere inside that to many questions, we do have the answers. I think it depends on how you look at it though. I also think that the answers may not appear right away. I think part of it is patience and persistence. I think also, for me, I need my heart (physical and spiritual), mind, soul (physical and spiritual), past teachings, and conscience. I think that without all of them I can still find some of the answers but not all of them. I think it depends but with all of them together I can answer anything.

So I if your reading this maybe take a second and think about your "inner guru" and what part it plays for you in your life. The good and the bad and how it can help you achieve and succeed in the further. What do you think? Do we have the answers within?

<3 Dev

Friday, February 4, 2011

I have a dream

I have a dream and I am pursuing it. I am following my heart and doing what it says. I had this idea to do a walk for NEDA (National Eating Disorders Association). So today I registered to do one and I am doing it the last weekend of September. I hope to get Thom out here to speak at Westminster night before and day of. I want to raise awareness about eating disorders because they are a problem and people need to be aware of how much they impact people lives. They are more common then people think. According to NEDA, as many as 10 MILLION FEMALES AND NEARLY 1 MILLION MALES ARE FIGHTING THIS LIFE AND DEALH BATTLE WITH ANOREXIA AND BULIMIA EVERY DAY!

Also as far as research goes there are 10 million affected by eating disorders and 4.5 million suffering from Alzheimer's and 2.2 suffering from Schizophrenia yet on $.70 per individual is spent on research compared to $159 for Schizophrenia, a difference of $158.30. This is ridiculous. Eating disorders kill and most can't even seek treatment due to insurance unwilling to cover adequate treatment which I wont even bother to go into as I could rant about that for hours. I personally have gone through this so it is something I am passionate about so I am excited. So it will be good.

So I am in the early stages of planning this. Going to enlist others to help me...hopefully(if you live in SLC and want to help let me know please)! I am allowing 5 months almost 6 to plan this which is good. It will allow me to get good sponsors, plan awesome t-shirts and stuff, get the speaking part ready, the where it will be (most likely Sugar House park), and all of the logistics. It will be fun. I will have fun and it is a good cause. I have wanted to do this in a while. I know many will attend. It will be great! I believe in myself. I am proud I am doing this. I am nervous as well but I will ask for help, as needed. <3

Monday, January 24, 2011

This is the life!

Life has been crazy for me lately. Not necessarily crazy in a bad way. It doesn't mean that everything that has been happening, all the events, have been good. But I have taken something good from all of them. Something good can be taken from everything. I have struggled some but I have risen to the challenges life has thrown at me.

I think one of the biggest reasons is all the support I have right now. The biggest being Kelsey. She is amazing. I love her with all my heart and soul. She is sometimes my only reason. My parents help me so much too. It is utterly amazing how much our relationship has changed. I love them. I have so many friends and being at school helps too. I am so grateful for what i have. I have accomplished so much too. I have reason. I have done a lot on my own. I am learning. I am doing. I have changed and have done a lot of the work. This is my journey and I am fighting.

Ed hasn't ever helped me in the long run, not really. Ed isn't a true friend. He doesn't love me. He doesn't care. He just uses me, hurts me and those around me. My life isn't worth anything to him. Ed doesn't give me control. He controls me.

In recovery, I have control. I have freedom. Yes, sometimes it is hard and sucks. I sometimes have a fall. I cry at times. I want to stop, but I don't. I keep going. Today is 5 months free from behaviors, another month to celebrate. I am doing this. I deserve this life. WE ALL DO!It is possible.

I am not free yet. I am still working on a lot. I am working on my self-esteem. Working on my self-love, perfectionism and other things. Life is a journey. Recovery is the destination. Just got to keep going right?