When will it ever become normal?
I am reading one of the best books I have ever read. And I HATE reading.
It’s called AN APPLE A DAY (Emma Wolf).
Here is an entry that totally resonated with me:
And this is a wonderful new experience. Frozen yogurt. We find the coffee shop and collapse into a booth at the back. Tom goes up to the counter and comes back with two large tubs: vanilla yogurt topped with blueberries for me, raspberry yogurt topped with strawberries for him. Frozen yogurt is like ice cream (which I haven’t eaten since around 1989) and tastes absolutely delicious. It’s actually fat free, but that’s not the point: it’s a novelty to enjoy eating the same thing as my boyfriend, something fun and unplanned, between meals, just for a treat. I don’t do that very often – well, never. We spoon it down greedily as it melts, swapping spoonfuls of raspberry and vanilla. Tom keeps smiling at me.
She’s right. Something that seems so trivial to the average person is a huge milestone to a person recovering from an eating disorder.
Food is very meticulously planned. It is not an in the moment type of event – it’s just that. An event. Thought out, organized and calculated. Not simply enjoyed.
I went out today with my son who graduated from Senior Kindergarten. I told him we were going to celebrate at Menchies. He got three mixed flavors and a few delicious toppings. I was going to get nothing until I remembered what I read last night. And so I took a cup and got some frozen yogurt too. Although he didn’t realize the magnitude of what I was doing, there was a smile on his face as we enjoyed this treat together. A moment he won’t remember, but I certainly will never forget.
I strongly, strongly recommend this book to those who are currently trying to recover, thinking of recovery – basically anyone who has an Eating Disorder, knows of someone with an Eating Disorder and wants to read a very personal account of someones journey through her hell.