Mia Siciliano

I hate it here in my textured thighs How the fat crumples up and creates hills and holes When I sit I hate it here in my flabby arms How they aren’t toned unless I flex my non-existing muscles Because of my non-existing urge to exercise I hate it here in my profound stomach That turns into skin-colored waves Whenever I bend over The hate I have for the flaws in my body Do not compare to the hate I have For the chemical imbalance in my head I hate it here in my stupid brain That tells...

In recent years, therapy has become less taboo; more and more people are open about their experience with going to therapy and the media has started to display this mental help option positively. People go to therapy for a number of reasons, whether that is anxiety, depression, PTSD, post-partum, and in this case, an eating disorder. When starting recovery, therapy will most likely be a recommendation. Hearing this can raise a plethora of emotions. Many in recovery have a history of therapy,...

I remember looking at everyone around my family's dinner table during eating disorder recovery. I watched as my parents and my brother put potatoes, fish, chicken, or vegetables into their mouth without a second thought. Although they were able to confidently eat every night, I sat with food thoughts swarming my mind. "How many calories are in this" or "How much of this should I eat." In the beginning of recovery, I worried the most about food in particular. But as my recovery progressed, I...