This is so powerful.
It reminds us that we cannot reduce who we are to one thing. For me, I am not just my eating disorder. The fact that I perceive myself as just my eating disorder has made it twice as hard for me to want to rid myself of it because of fear of who would I be? It was like my long hair that everyone fawned over, I had serious anxiety about chopping it off because it had become engrained in my identity. However, that identity was a safety blanket because it contained all kinds of toxic feelings. So in spite of my anxiety, I chopped my hair off and I have never been happier. Who will I be without my eating disorder? Thanks to chopping off my hair I know now I will not regret leaving my ED behind because it, like my hair, is not who I am.