I went no contact with my mother and family in June. It's the best thing I've ever done. I finally feel free of the bullshit and for the first time my eating disorder is under control, my weight is dropping, pain is dropping, and I feel hopeful for the future.
It's my birthday this week and a huge parcel has just arrived, full of sweets and chocolate from 'home'. Now my head feels right back in the bullshit again. My mother knows about my food issues, my weight problems and my health problems. I feel she's deliberately sabotaging my health to hook me again because she knows it's my weakness.
My head is now all over the place. I know that this is just the start. Every special occasion will have a grenade like this thrown in.
I don't even know what I'm asking. I'm such a mess.