So, usually when I write blogs, I write from a psychotherapeutic perspective. Not today. It’s National Eating Disorders Awareness week and today I choose to write raw.

Even when I was a size 10, I thought I was fat. I never felt beautiful enough, intelligent enough, cool enough, social enough (I am still not social enough, but this is something I have come to embrace and love about myself). And, I never felt thin enough. I was quite a shy, socially awkward child and I grew up in an environment that valued perfection immensely and I was uncomfortable with my body from as far back as I can remember.

Every human on the planet has a deep yearning for love, connection and safety. When we’re faced with abuse or neglect as children, especially from those that we love, the need to escape arises. We need to psychologically distance ourselves to avoid becoming overwhelmed by our experiences. Desperately trying to maintain some attachment to our family, aspects of our self-esteem, we disconnect from that experience and we disown that part of our self.

***Trigger Warning - Post About Suicide***
The news of Bollywood actor, Sushant Singh Rajput taking his life has shaken many around the world, and once again I find myself reflecting about the human psyche. I have spent countless hours sitting with people, listening to them and exploring why they feel the way that they do. I have worked with people who have both thought about suicide and attempted suicide. For some, it’s a mild ideation -a distant possibility, and yet for others it is an obsessive thought.