A few weeks ago I went to Detroit with my parents and boyfriend to celebrate my mother’s birthday.
One of my favorite places to spend time, shop, and eat is Dearborn. (Mostly because I’m Lebanese and Lebanese food is the best 🇱🇧)
When I was at the worst with my eating disorder, I remember going to Dearborn about once a month and using it as my “cheat” day.
Like, I literally would plan these days for the purpose of eating everything in sight.
By that I mean, I starved myself for weeks and then would go to Dearborn and eat upwards of 8,000 calories a day until I was absolutely sick to the point where I felt like my stomach was going to explode.
Then I would go to sleep, wake up, and start the cycle back over by restricting.
I was miserable – if you swipe all the way you can see a picture of me from one of those trips.
Now, I look forward to going, eating good food, exploring, and spending time with the people are around me.
It has taken a lot of time for me to get to where I am with food and eating – it did NOT happen overnight.
I started recovery in November 2014. Between then and now there have been tons of tears, relapses, and breakthroughs.
I’m not perfect with eating though, at all. No one is.
I still overeat or emotionally eat sometimes. Rarely I will binge, but I know my triggers. For me, loneliness is my biggest trigger.
Recovery isn’t the same for everyone, which I have definitely come to realize.
I’m thankful that I am able to visit Detroit freely and truly enjoy my time there.
Recovery is the best thing ever. 🙌