My eating disorder started at a young age and I battled with it for over 10 years. I struggled to accept myself, and I wanted to take control in uncontrollable circumstances. In 2019, I started my recovery journey for the last time and moved from Kansas to California. I started being true to myself for the first time.

I was able to gain my own life. I have gotten so much out of my recovery journey. I was able to come out to people (never knew I would do that one!), travel, and dress how I want. I get to move my body again, without it hurting! But most importantly, I have seen all the things life was supposed to give a human. I got to experience joy and happiness through the lens of recovered and not in the lens of being in my ED, and let me tell you, it’s pretty great on the other side.