After six years of practicing yoga, I've discovered my roots and improved my self-love.
I was excited to try something new despite the fact that it was the midst of winter. Nothing had worried me since I had returned from my study abroad and travels in Australia a few weeks ago. I had confronted my eating disorder head-on and wasn't going to let fear to rule my life any longer.
Recovery was a choice I made before leaving and throughout the journey, and I was making it loudly and proudly once more.
Exercise became a drug for me as a method to purge food and feel better about what I ate, which was a part of my eating problem. I had an obsessive fear of my body altering and a
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