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Name: Dove
Age: 23
Location: Missouri
Disorder (optional): varies, anorexia, bulimia, ednos. doing fairly well now though.
Preferred medium: painting and drawing.
How did you find us? I was a member here on another account, ladyamalthea, or ladyamalthea_88 or something a while ago. I don't remember how I first found the community.
What inspires you?: music lyrics, the human face/figure, nature, sea creatures (for some reason), colors, viewing art
Favorite artists/writers/musicians?: too many to list
What mediums do you want to learn or try out?: I want to learn watercolor some day.
What do you hope to see in this community?: pure expression
Describe yourself in 5 words: creative, nervous, hopeful, determined, quirky
Anything else?: Not much. I have a website with all my art that I'll link to.

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^^firefly darkness

available at shinealight.etsy.com :)

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  Hello All,

I am in recovery from a life of restricting, purging, overexcersing, and hating myself. For once in the 20 years of my life, I actually feel good about myself!

Anyways, I've started a blog- a different approach to thinking about ED recovery: with intellectual curiosity.

Please read, hope it helps, and comment if it does or doesn't!

You are all so brave for working on making your life worth living!

-Christina Pillsbury

www.intellectualrecovery.com

New Blog!

Hello All,

I am in recovery from a life of  restricting, purging, overexcersing, and hating myself. For once in the 20 years of my life, I actually feed good about myself!

Anyways, I've started a blog- a different approach to thinking about ED recovery: with intellectual curiosity. 

Please read, hope it helps, and comment if it does or doesn't!

You are all so brave for working on making your life worth living!

-Christina Pillsbury

www.intellectualrecovery.com
this body

A Chance (x-posted)

Short poem about vaguely wanting to recover from anorexia.


(A Chance)

The buzz of a fleeting shape floats past
all shadow, inward, searching through
dark cafe windows. Home at last
she starts to shape her heart into
a mold unbreakable and clean
from bits of plastic. She'll make do.
She's been this way since age fourteen,
Outside a shiver, blaze within.
It's lose or lose, a pound, a love,
a chance to live,
a fleeing dove
a chance to catch a falling book
with pages blank with promised light,
a chance to turn the gaping looks,
a chance to live, to make things right.
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