Kevin.

For those of you who don’t know this may come as a bit of a surprise.

I have spent almost a year now in recovery battling anorexia and I won’t lie it has been hard. Really hard at times.

I have thought about starting a blog for a while as an outlet of sorts and a place to hold myself accountable. However, I also want to create a space for others. I know how much it helped me to read about other people’s experiences and hopefully this space might help someone too.

The title of this first post may seem a bit bizarre.

Kevin: a name and not much more.

However, to me it means so much more. Kevin was the name my mum gave to this toxic voice I have in my head. The voice which has governed too many decisions and taken so much away from me and for too long. He’s a dick to be honest. He’s the ex-boyfriend or the best friend that you know isn’t good for you, leads you astray whenever you let them in, hurts you constantly, and yet for some reason you can’t seem to kick them. They are a part of your life and no matter how many times you have been told they are bad news you make up excuses. A small lie you tell yourself to keep them around for a bit longer.

Well, I have bad news for you Kevin. You aren’t wanted anymore. Consider this your first and last official message. You are cancelled.