Taking Care of Myself

Two years ago I didn’t want to do the things that I enjoyed doing and I started hating my body. I was withdrawing myself and I was normally an outgoing person. I was acting like I was in a totally different world because I had so much on my mind. My dad would say, "You seem like you’re in a different world." My teachers said, "It seems like you’re not paying attention and that’s not like you."

I was weird. I was always used to solving things on my own but, having someone else helping me was different. It made me feel better. I had always held stuff in so when I could vent and have someone listen I felt better. Working with my therapist to understand what triggered my illness was the first step to getting better. I want people to know that they will feel 100% better if they get their feelings out. I want them to know that it is ok to talk to other people.
I never talked to other people before but I have found that it is ok. I am learning to accept things more and not let everything bother me. I used to spend time worrying and taking care of other people and I’ve learned that it is important to take care of myself.