Well, what a busy week I have had. Last weekend I was in Nottingham doing my volunteering for The English Institute of Sport, conducting sporting tests on potential Olympic athletes. Then on Monday, I had my birthday present from my two best friends…a trip to London zoo!
But I had to rationalise it through logically in my mind. I have eaten out in Pizza Express before and I know meals I am comfortable with. Moreover, these are two friends I have longed to have for years, to be able to go out with and do normal things, be in great company, start living life…this is what I have always wanted and now I am being given that opportunity, I cannot run away from it, no matter how anxiety provoking and fearful it is.
I know I go on about it a lot but to have these two friends who wanted to spend their time, money and energy on me, who planned this trip for me, is beyond my comprehension. I just cannot believe it and having spent so many years feeling alone, it is something I cherish and am eternally grateful for. And whilst I do still continue to feel lonely a fair amount of the time, my friendships are growing and starting to blossom and they are giving me moments, hours, days of happiness, which is a treasured feeling following the many years of complete misery, sadness and loneliness.
And this weekend I have been in Liverpool on a Performance Analysis course, to see if this is an area of sport science I want to go in to. Whilst the course was not fantastic, I really enjoyed having a trip away with my parents and doing something different. And this is another huge change. I have previously hated doing anything outside of my normal routine. My life for years consisted of doing particular things at particular times, day in, day out…I would not, under any circumstances, deviate from my routine. But now I hate routine. I love having something different, like my trip to the zoo, like my trip to Liverpool. Yes, a lot of the time I do think I just want to stay in the house doing my usual thing but when I actually make myself get out there, enjoy it. And the more I am doing it the easier it is becoming and the more I am actually wanting to do it, to be doing different things, to be leaving my comfort zone.
It has been a week of friendship, spontaneity and change. It may only be small steps but they are positive steps none the less and every small step is a step further away from anorexia and closer to turning the key to unlock my prison cell.