In a life with infinite options and endless possibility, I choose recovery. I choose it in the face of adversity, I choose it under pressure, and I choose it when my brain tells me to do otherwise. I choose it for the authenticity, I choose it for the self-acceptance, and I choose it in the name of freedom.
So what on earth does it mean to "eat healthy?" There are many different camps that have opposing viewpoints as to what constitutes "healthy eating." Some people have jumped on the "I eat only organic" bandwagon, whereas others are fixated on the concept of "clean eating," and still others promote the "low carb" diet with an almost religious zeal.
There is strength in allowing the people around you to see the darker parts of who you are. If we all hide that, then how can we ever help each other? How can we ever understand? There's a truth behind eating disorders that many are afraid to share, because they're just as ashamed as I was, and I understand that. But it's something we should talk about.