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At 14 years old, I felt confused and lonely. I suffered a negative self-image that stemmed from feelings of inadequacy. It didn’t matter that my grades were excellent, or that I excelled at athletics, gym and debating. Regardless of my achievements, I felt I wasn’t good enough.
I was at an all-girls private school and the environment was fiercely competitive. To be noticed, you had to stand out, and I found the pressure overwhelming. I internalised my anxiety and my self esteem eroded. Self loathing replaced my once happy disposition. As I spiralled into a pattern of dangerous dieting my thoughts became destructive: “You’re fat. You’re a failure. You’ll never amount to anything.” Anorexia consumed me and I struggled through this lonely, miserable existence for the next three years.
No matter how scared felt, or how much I wanted it all to stop, I couldn’t let myself. This is the danger of anorexia. The stronger part of me pushed my body to the extreme with hateful thoughts, the weaker part begged me to eat. But that would have felt like failing. And so the anorexia won.
Watching my friends planning for university, going to parties and dating, hurt deeply. Their lives were moving forward and mine had stagnated. I started to hate my anorexia for everything it had taken from me. It ruined my relationships, snatched my future and was intent on destroying me from the inside out. I had a sudden urge to beat it which propelled me into recovery. This was my turning point.
The process of recovering from my eating disorder was all consuming. It was a constant, conscious effort where I had to monitor my thoughts and if there was a negative one, I’d need to catch it in the moment and turn it into a positive. I continually repeated affirmations, trying to drown out the negative, destructive voice in my head. I had lapses and relapses, but my unfailing determination to beat my anorexia prevailed.
With the help of a therapist, I worked through my internal pain and slowly began to turn things around. It was a difficult process because I had to let go of what felt safe and familiar – the eating disorder – and deal with the fear not knowing who I would be without it.
Recovery is a long term process and it wasn’t until my early twenties that I could eat without feeling guilty, wake up without mentally calculating calories and stop placing my self worth on my weight. I had learned to love myself, nurture myself, and I truly believed I deserved to live with happiness and inner peace, and create a wonderful life.
Through recovery I learned the power of intuition. That if I listened to my inner self – I call it ‘the voice that speaks from my heart’ – I could choose the path that resonated and not be afraid of where it would take me. This process taught me how to trust myself and importantly, believe in myself.
Post recovery, I enjoyed many years of blissful happiness, making up for the years I’d lost to anorexia. I worked hard in my chosen field, travelled the world, enjoyed wonderful experiences with friends and fell in love and married.
When I fell pregnant, it should have been another celebration of life’s gifts. Many people who suffer anorexia have difficulty conceiving, and some are unable to. But instead, I felt terrified. My body was going to change and there was nothing I could do about it.
Since recovering from anorexia, my weight had been the same for years. I enjoyed a healthy lifestyle and felt genuinely happy with my body and within myself.
But suddenly all of that was about to change. I had no idea what to expect; all I knew was my body would never be the same again. I started to experience a myriad of fears: what if I can’t lose the pregnancy weight? What about stretch marks and cellulite? Is the skin around my stomach going to permanently sag?
The day I couldn’t fit into my favourite pair of jeans was one of the most confronting. I felt paralysed by panic and couldn’t stop crying. I tried to focus on the life growing inside me and how amazing that was. After hours of soul searching, I decided to be pragmatic about the situation and visit a maternity shop.
I felt excited about my new pregnancy clothes … until someone said to me ‘look how fat you are’. I wanted to say ‘I’m not fat I’m pregnant’ but that confidence evaded me. The second I was alone, I cried hysterically. ‘You’re fat’ is the worst thing anyone can say to someone who once suffered anorexia.
That one comment was enough to trigger a barrage of negative thoughts and emotions, and although outwardly I appeared happy and together, inside I felt terrified about gaining weight and what my body would look like after the baby was born. I had trouble looking at myself in the mirror. When I ran my hands over my swollen belly to try to connect with the growing being inside, I felt sick with fear.
I started to fantasise about my past anorexic behaviours. Suddenly going back there seemed like the easiest solution. The thought of regaining control over my body excited me. I started to eat less, citing feeling sick as an excuse. But it didn’t bring me any peace. Instead I was plagued with guilt and shame.
I decided to revisit the reasons I ditched anorexia all those years ago. I thought about how happy I’d been when I recovered, how much joy I’d derived from life. And again, I had a choice – to embrace my pregnancy and trust that my body would do what it had to do to produce a healthy baby. Or fight it and risk the health and wellbeing of myself and my unborn child.
So I made the decision to look deeply, turn my fear and uncertainty around, and trust the process.
One of the things that helped me was a magnet that came with an item of maternity wear. It simply said: “Yes you look beautiful”. I looked at this often, reminding myself that my body was beautiful, and that I too was beautiful on the inside. I developed affirmations associated with loving and nurturing myself so that my baby would be healthy. I reminded myself of the importance of listening to the voice that speaks from my heart. I made sure I exercised in moderation to foster a positive body image. I chose to focus on the wonder of my body growing a human being, instead of incessantly worrying about the way I looked. I shifted my focus to the things that brought me joy, planning for the baby, decorating the nursery, reading pregnancy books and combing through baby names on the internet.
Years of therapy during recovery from anorexia taught me that only I had the power to change the way I thought, and it was up to me to create the experience I wanted.
I had to trust myself, trust my body and draw on my inner strength.
I became vigilant about monitoring my thoughts and feelings that were connected with my body and weight gain. I gave myself permission to just ‘be’ during the first six weeks after the baby was born, and promised myself that after the six week check up, I’d develop a routine that included time for exercise.
Allowing myself this six week sabbatical took so much pressure away. I planned to lose the weight in moderation and without a self-imposed deadline. I simply decided to try on my favourite pair of jeans the same time every week, knowing that one day I would fit into them again.
That day happened five months after my son was born. I felt proud of myself for not succumbing to the pressure to lose my pregnancy weight as quickly as possible. Being honest with myself and identifying my triggers throughout pregnancy and beyond, and turning them around, enriched the experience so that it became profound and positive.
I encourage any woman suffering anxieties about pregnancy weight gain to revisit the amazing process of creating a life, and listen to the voice that speaks from their heart. Remember that pregnancy is a profound experience and you are playing a leading role in the miracle of life. That is to be celebrated.
About The Author:
Following a successful career in marketing, Melinda Hutchings made the bold decision to move on from her corporate role and focus on becoming a writer in order to use her knowledge and personal experience to help young people believe in themselves.
Having lost her teenage years to anorexia, Melinda is passionate about promoting positive body image as well as empowering young people to trust the voice that speaks from their heart to create a happy and fulfilling future. Melinda is a valued member of the Professional Suppor Panel. You can ask advice and read more in the Family Forums
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