sobriety
Five years and one day ago, I was wandering the streets of Manhattan in a blackout.
drug addiction
You know when you're underwater, and you need to come up for a breath? That's heroin withdrawal, only not exactly, because it's worse.
chiara de blasio
disordered eating
It wasn’t until months after I left OA that I finally challenged the validity and utility of my “Eating Disorder” label. Is identifying myself as an “Eating Disordered” person for the rest of my life really serving me?
healthy beverages
I want to make it clear to my insides that we no longer believe in the motto, “Live Fast, Die Young.”
moving
I decided to finally start listening to my own heart or head or whatever. And it's telling me, "California."
addiction
Methadone is supposed to be a fix, a treatment, a way out. It ended up causing more problems than even my worst days of heroin.
ihtm
Rehab counselors warned us not to stay friends with each other after treatment since most us wouldn’t stay sober, but I felt like Gerry and I would somehow make our post-rehab friendship work, despite the fact that he would always be a hardcore criminal.
alcoholism
rape
1. If your best friend tells you she was raped, BELIEVE HER.
endometriosis
Most days I laid in bed and suffered, convinced that either I had some kind of cancer eating me from the inside out that no doctor could find, or that they were right and there was nothing wrong with me and the pain was an invention of my twisted mind.
accident
I was weeks away from graduating college, I had a job in foreign country, had plane tickets in my hand and a scholarship in my bank account. Then I fell.
eating disorders
Anorexia, for me, was a confusing and solitary time when I couldn’t even explain why I hated and hurt myself.
heroin
Underweight and underslept seemed good on catwalks but it was not nice, it was not glamorous and it did not make me feel good.
philip seymour hoffman
A lot of people are talking about what could have been done to "help" Phil. I want to talk about how he helped everyone he ever met.
issues
This is a story about when music is survival.
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Apr 11, 2013 at 2:00pm | 69 comments

survival
On this Halloween I will remember myself at age thirteen twenty years ago, innocently in love with River.
getting pregnant with michelle tea
thought catalog
I wish somebody told me that feeling normal will scare the crap out of you at first.
anorexia
Most treatment centers don’t take girls under 13, so it was difficult to find a place that would accept me, even though I desperately needed help.
anorexia
(Fun fact: Every patient on an eating disorder unit farts. Constantly. Everywhere. It’s a symptom of re-feeding. And it is HILARIOUS.)
addiction
Female sex addicts aren't invisible, they're just still acting out.