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A Journaling Prompt For Eating Disorder Recovery

A Journaling Prompt For Eating Disorder Recovery

Writing can be incredibly therapeutic for someone recovering from an eating disorder or working through disordered eating struggles. In fact, starting up a journaling practice was one of the best things I ever did for my own recovery. After I shared this blog post with you on the three ways that journaling could change your life, I received many questions from you guys asking about specific journaling prompts that you can use. So that’s what I’m doing today. The exercise that I’m sharing with you today is incredibly powerful because it taps into the power of visualisation and allows you to imagine a life without food struggles. It’s one of my favourite exercises to do with my clients, and I hope that it will help/resonate with you. PS I’m sharing one of my lovely client’s journal snippets with her permission, as it’s beautifully written, almost brought me to tears and will hopefully be an inspiration to you, my dear reader.

The Three Ways Journaling Could Change Your Life

The Three Ways Journaling Could Change Your Life

In 2012, I was in the tight grip of an eating disorder. I started working with a Health Coach whom herself had a past with disordered eating, and it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. The second best decision I made was to start journaling.

I don't believe I would have recovered from my own eating disorder had it not been for my journal. Since that very first day of journalling - 11th of March 2012 to be exact - I have filled countless of journals with my deepest, darkest, weirdest thoughts. I don’t know why I started journalling that day as no one had recommended it to me per se, but I think I was just intuitively drawn to it. Looking back at it, journalling truly was my saving grace. An eating disorder keeps the world small, you know. It ignores the big scary questions and creates a sharp focus in your life: your body weight and shape. But sitting there in front of those empty pages, tears in my eyes… it was the first time in a long time that I got truly honest with myself.