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“Sometimes we take leaps of faith, and sometimes we take tiny steps. Even the tiniest step can require a lot of courage. Like climbing out of denial and admitting my real need for help. Like trusting someone who said I wouldn’t die from eating a bowl of pasta, and taking another bite. Like reaching for a pen or a yoga mat when what I really wanted to do was reach for a cookie. Like searching for a smile in my heart when my mind was busy screaming about how sad and serious I should be.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
“Because the truth is, while bulimia is a devastating illness I would wish upon no one, it has taught me about the fragility of life and the vital need for compassion. Today, I’m quick to love and throw my arms around any girl who has ever stared at a puddle of her own vomit and questioned the point of her life. Or who has ever let a Photoshopped image on a glossy magazine preach to her about her own self-worth, her own beauty. Or who has ever been afraid to face the pain and suffering, within and outside of herself.
Today, I’m quick to love.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
Today, I’m quick to love.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
“So many stories lived behind my eyes. I carried the people I hurt, the lies I told, my sick relationship with food, wherever I went. My mind was rarely grounded in the moment. My past was heavy and constant; my thoughts wouldn’t leave me alone. But when I was with the shelter dogs, I didn’t have anything to hide. Sometimes what existed behind my eyes fell away. I wasn’t bulimic or unlovable or fat or a liar. I was a part of life again. I was an observer, and to more than just the dark cyclical patterns of the mind—here was the strong, sturdy presence of another—the breath moving in and out of Angel’s chest, the beating of her heart, the force of life moving through her and through me.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
“Giving saves lives. Especially the giver’s.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
“Because the truth is, while bulimia is a devastating illness I would wish upon no one, it has taught me about the fragility of life and the vital need for compassion. Today, I’m quick to love and throw my arms around any girl who has ever stared at a puddle of her own vomit and questioned the point of her life. Or who has ever let a Photoshopped image on a glossy magazine preach to her about her own self-worth, her own beauty. Or who has ever been afraid to face the pain and suffering, within and outside of herself.
Today, I’m quick to love.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
Today, I’m quick to love.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
“So many stories lived behind my eyes. I carried the people I hurt, the lies I told, my sick relationship with food, wherever I went. My mind was rarely grounded in the moment. My past was heavy and constant; my thoughts wouldn’t leave me alone. But when I was with the shelter dogs, I didn’t have anything to hide. Sometimes what existed behind my eyes fell away. I wasn’t bulimic or unlovable or fat or a liar. I was a part of life again. I was an observer, and to more than just the dark cyclical patterns of the mind—here was the strong, sturdy presence of another—the breath moving in and out of Angel’s chest, the beating of her heart, the force of life moving through her and through me.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
“Joy sat in my throat like an egg resting on a spoon, quiet and fragile, but real.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
“Healing from an eating disorder is a personal journey—the medicine is whatever reminds you that you do in fact want to live, and that you are worthy and capable of love.”
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
― Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life
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