I am finally back from treatment. I learned A LOT and I have no idea how to sum it up into words.
At the beginning, I wrote letters complaining about ALL of the rules. I told my friends and family that I felt like I was in a prison. I complained about the staff, the facility, and the programming. I didn't like missing my life at home. BUT, I knew that treatment was the best place for me to be. It was the hardest thing I've ever done. It was uncomfortable... but it was also an eye-opening and life changing experience.
I met awesome people who I will never forget. I learned that I am not alone - and that I cannot make it through each day without the support and fellowship of the recovery community. I learned to feel my feelings and, best of all, to do that without turning to food or my parents. I have changed since I left 6 weeks ago.
I have been home exactly 8 days, and it has NOT been easy. I went from being with friends and supporters 24/7 to being alone most of the time. I have felt lonely and confused. They told me that transitioning home would be harder than being at treatment, and boy were they right. Some days, I wish I was back there in a "safe" environment. I am glad to be home though and have missed all of you fellow bloggers dearly. In the 6 weeks that I was away, you were all busy typing away, and I have over 300 posts to catch up on!!
I am going to attempt to blog daily, so keep reading to hear more about my experience at treatment.