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No One Is Perfect.


As we wrap up a week the country has dedicated to eating disorder awareness, it's important to mention that even in recovery people who have EDs have weak moments.


I have BDD. Body dysmorphic disorder.


What's that mean? My mind bullies my body.


I dont see who everyone else sees.


I distort my stomach and hips to be larger than they are.


My arms aren't strong, they're just big and useless.


In bad bouts, even my face isn't spared - my nose is huge. My acne scars are awful.


This becomes "why do I work so hard if I don't have results?"


In the past, these thoughts have spiraled into 'cleanses', keto weeks, skipped meals, excessive exercise, destroyed gains and performance.


The thoughts can spiral out of control - who would want to be coached by me? Trust and take advice from someone who looks like me?


Most of the time, and one of the tools I teach to my clients that have eating disorders: we can put our minds into perspective with reassurance.


My reassurance comes from photos. It makes it more real than what's in the mirror.


Today is one of those days. Not sure what the exact trigger was, but I was feeling shitty about my appearance.


After my lift this afternoon I took a few quick snaps 📸


The reality? I'm not who my mind makes myself out to be.


I don’t post this for compliments or for anyone to gas me up.


It's a reminder that behind every person is a story you don't know.


Behind a smile can be pain.


No one is perfect - not even your coach.


And even in your weakest moments, we are all superheroes for battling through each day.

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