Why I enjoy my job

Why I enjoy my work:

"One year ago my d was "officially" diagnosed with (anorexia). She was 90 pounds at that time.

One year ago my life seemed to be crashing around me. Our family was falling apart.

One year ago we began seeing and old school therapist who just made things worse.

One year ago I never, ever would imagine that my daughter would be in recovery.

One year ago I blamed myself. I believed I was a bad mother. I wanted to run away and never look back.

And then..

One year ago, by the grace of God, I found this forum.

Here I am a year later. The mother of a recovering an d. Without Laura and all of you on the forum I would not be where I am today. This forum gave me straight forward advice. It guided mein re-feeding my daughter, and encouraged me to do "whatever ittakes" to getmy daughter help. You all told me that I was not to blame, that I was not a bad mother, that there was hope.

There were times when I didn't believe it. I did not think my d could recover. But you never gave up, and you all gave me such hope.

So a year later, my d is 22 pounds heavier. She is a happy person, dealing with the ups and downs of teenage life. She sees a family-based, maudsley trained therapist who is 2 hours from our home.Sheeats lunch and snacks on herown and has been maintaining her weight.

Are we out of the woods? Almost. I hate this illness but it has helped me realize what is important and what is not. I don't sweat the small stuff too much unless it involves food.

Anyway, I just wanted to say THANK YOU. I don't post as much but I am here. Reading, understanding, and still learning. God Bless all of you...Missy"


  1. I could have//should have written this post. Thanks Missy. These are my sentiments, too. And thank you Laura. I can't believe how far we've come with our son, who was diagnosed with anorexia at age 11 years-old just one year ago . . .

  2. Thanks, Missy, and to all of you who are an encouragment to me as I refeed our D. I KNOW that the Lord led me to the forum. I was at the "end of my rope" after years of inpatient, residential, - you name it - treatment. Also we were being told that it isn't about food and she would eat when she was ready to. In the meantime,our daughter was literally dying a slow, agonizing death and we were allowing it. I would not have let an animal go through what she has. For that, I will always blame myself. But, I now have more hope than I've had in years. I have never given up hope, but have felt so helpless until now. Thank you, Laura; thanks to all of you who post and have such great advice. We are slowly making progress and I hope that in a year, I can post that we have come a long way. God Bless you all.

  3. what a great letter, I'm sure it reminds you how worth it the fight is and how many lives you are touching.


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