Hello people of the Internet land.

So as I've outlined in my blog description, this is a blog about my recovery from anorexia. It feels as though I'm coming into this whole world of recovery blogging a little late as the majority of the time I consider myself pretty much recovered already. But sometimes I do still struggle and I have found others' blogs both inspiring and comforting to read at times. So I thought "Hey! Maybe I could do that too" and so here I am.

So... a little about me. My name is Lula and I turn 18 in April. I've lived in the UK my whole life and although my brain often tells me it's stupid to be patriotic, I do have a deep love for my country. I find it funny when people (I'm talking mainly Americans here) think of the British in weird stereotypes. Apparently we have bad teeth, we all employ a butler and we eat crumpets and scones every day! It's especially funny as there are so many accurate stereotypes that are often left out. We are a nation of complainers. It's true. I think it's written in our DNA. If we're not complaining about the weather (by far our favourite topic of conversation when making small talk) then we're complaining about practically everything else; politicians, adverts on the TV, the state of the economy; whatever springs to mind. We also have some insane traditions that date WAY back. Ever heard of cheese rolling? In Gloucectershire every year they throw some cheese down a steep hill and then run after it, obtaining countless injuries along the way. Why? Tradition of course!!

People chasing some cheese...

So you probably don't really care about cheese right now. Sorry, I get easily distracted. Let's get back on topic (although cheese is arguably a happier topic than the intended topic of eating disorders).

So I was diagnosed with Anorexia on November 6th 2009. I had a lot of support from my family and friends and managed, with their help (and the help of the Child and Adolescent Mental Health Services) I've managed to get where I am today. "Where are you today?" I hear you ask. Well... I'm happy =D

Haha, that sounded a little cheesey (wow, we're back on cheese). But seriously, I'm now at a weight that my doctors are happy with and I'm OK with it too!! My only great downfall at the moment is that I still have a bit of an obsession with the scales. I'm OK with the number they say, but I'm not OK with not knowing that number. As a result I end up weighing myself far too often. But at the moment I feel it doesn't really do me any harm so I'm just enjoying being almost totally free from anorexic thinking.

Hopefully I'm being discharged from the mental health service some time in March (hurrah). However, I am very scared of relapsing and so have tried to put in place a few other support systems to help me in case I do end up relapsing. This blog is one such system. I'm hoping that if I make myself write about this topic regularly I'll be able to pick up on the signs of relapse earlier. I have also started attending a local self help group for sufferers of eating disorders. It's run by students at my local university about half an hour away and so far I think it's been helpful. I always find it interesting hearing about other people's experiences.

So.... I guess that's me. Pleased to meet you =D