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My head is pounding, my stomach pulsing. My throat is burning, my pulse is racing. Nothing about me feels okay, and if someone were to look deep into my eyes like they were searching for something, they'd know.ED has taken so much from me, yet I cannot seem to stop giving him the power to continue. I can't stand the screaming. I want it to go away, but late at night when the voice finally stops, I feel so alone. I hate the loneliness. It amuses me when people tell me that I stay in situations with people so that I am not lonely. It isn't the loneliness of people that scares me. It is the loneliness of being rid of the voice in my head that makes me scared. For some reason, with certain people in my life, ED has more room to roam in the shadows of my mind.

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Publié par	Austin Macauley Publishers
Date de parution	31 mars 2020
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781645363958
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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ED: My Shadow, Not My Friend
Alycia and Phyllis Oppenheim
Austin Macauley Publishers
2020-03-31
ED: My Shadow, Not My Friend About the Author Dedication Copyright Information © Author’s Note Introduction A Mother’s Introduction Chapter 1 Memories of a Mother Memories of a Mother Chapter 2 Memories of a Mother Chapter 3 Memories of a Mother Chapter 4 Memories of a Mother Chapter 5 Memories of a Mother Chapter 6 Memories of a Mother Chapter 7 Memories of a Mother Chapter 8 Memories of a Mother Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Memories of a Mother Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Memories of a Mother References
About the Author
Alycia Oppenheim has a bachelor’s degree from the University of South Florida and a master’s degree in Shakespeare Studies from the Shakespeare Institute in England. Passionate about social change, Alycia strives to make a difference in the world. While not working at her full-time job, Alycia is an adjunct professor of English Composition.
Dr. Phyllis Oppenheim holds a doctorate in health sciences from Nova Southeastern and a master’s degree in health services administration. Because of Alycia’s struggle with eating disorders, her doctorate focus was eating disorders in general and, specifically, both the early warning signs of an eating disorder and spreading awareness of them.
Dedication
To say that I dedicate this book to everyone I have met along my journey seems ridiculous, as there are many whose paths I crossed during this journey that had no influence on my struggles or, unintentionally, hurt me. However, there are many who have helped shape the person I have become, and it is to them I dedicate this book.
Without my “Frew” (Renfrew) girls, I would have been lost in a period of time when the darkness seemed to be overwhelming. Throughout the years, you girls have given me the type of love and understanding that others are incapable of giving. We have shared meals, tears, stories, laughter, and overwhelming vulnerability. It was with each of you that I was able to show the true me, even at my darkest times, and I know that I have a friend in each of you. I cherish and love you all, and I dedicate this book to you.
No battle can be fought without its army, and my family has been the greatest army anyone could have. At times it has been difficult, and I know it has not been easy. However, they have continued to stand by my side and fight through all of the demons, not just ED. My family has shown me what it means to love unconditionally and with unwavering devotion. It is to them I dedicate this book.
ED does not make it easy to date. ED does not make it easy for me to be loved, or at least I do not think so. But, for five years, one person overlooked my shadow and stuck through it all with me. This person—who stood on the battlefield, on the front lines and through tears and fights, through cuts and all the other battle wounds—still found ways to love me. This person shared my meal plans, went to groups, spent nights in hospitals and days in treatment centers. He saw me at my lowest and still held me on the highest of pedestals. This person showed me what it felt like to be loved as a person, not as a sick girl, and he will always hold a special place in my heart. It is to him that I dedicate this book.
To my “Frew” girls, my family, and to the man from my past, thank you. Thank you for drying my tears. Thank you for never giving up on me. Thank you for being in groups, for listening to my therapists when I don’t or didn’t. Thank you for helping me believe in me, instead of letting me believe in ED.
-Alycia Oppenheim
Copyright Information ©
Alycia and Phyllis Oppenheim (2020)
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Publisher’s Cataloguing-in-Publication data
Oppenheim, Alycia and Oppenheim, Phyllis
ED: My Shadow, Not My Friend
ISBN 9781645363934 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781645363927 (Hardback)
ISBN 9781645363958 (ePub e-book)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2020900795
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Author’s Note
I have tried to recreate events, locales and conversations from my memories of them. In order to maintain their anonymity in some instances, I have changed the names of individuals and places; I may have changed some identifying characteristics and details such as physical properties, occupations and places of residence. Austin Macaulay Publishers will not be liable for any and all claims or causes of action, known or unknown, arising out of the contents of this book.

To those who told me I couldn’t succeed, I thrived.
To Lachi, for giving me strength and to Zeidi (grandfather) for giving me wisdom, without both of you, I would not have been able to fight my shadow.
To Greg, Dad and Mom, thanks for never giving up.
A Mother’s Acknowledgments
There are many people who have been a part of or a party to our family’s journey with Aly’s eating disorder. Some of these individuals were a positive part of our journey while others, were negative. However, it is said that there is a positive in every negative (or, a silver lining in every cloud). I believe that to be true.
For that reason, I would like to acknowledge the psychologists, school administrators, principals, and teachers who failed so miserably with Aly. Whether by not identifying her issues early enough to help her avoid this journey or by failing to help us understand what was happening, or by telling her that she could not accomplish her dreams, these individuals failed. However, many of their failures might have been the impetus for our move to Florida; a move that, I believe, helped Aly to ultimately become the incredible woman that she is today.
On the other side, I want to acknowledge my father who passed away before seeing Aly mature and accomplish so much and his life companion who has also passed away. Having these two people in our lives during many parts of this journey provided incredible support and strength. We miss both of them every day but know that they are always watching over us.
I also want to acknowledge Jeff, my amazing husband and Aly’s father and Greg, my incredible son and Aly’s brother. The journey has been difficult on all of us but throughout, they have provided strength and, at times, laughter in the face of so much pain. Together, we have gotten past so much and seen the shadow of Aly’s ED dissipate. Thank you so much.

I lay on the floor, feeling the bathroom tile under my back as the cold rushes through me,
The taste of vomit still in my mouth.
I don’t know how I got back here.
I don’t know how I’m back at the point with the grasp so tight around me.
Everything feels so numb and yet I can feel sharp feelings of pain
Tremble through me like small earthquakes beneath my skin.
It feels like I’m remembering another person when I think of days filled with smiles, laughter, and love.
Am I the same girl who fled the grasp of her captor just to be back once again?
Nothing makes sense anymore and as I lay here staring up at the starless ceiling, I wonder if anything ever will again.
Introduction
It all began with no warning. Like the start of the world, one day there was nothing and then slowly things began appearing. One day I just remember thinking of imperfections. There was a line here or a piece of fat there and then it was all of me; all of me was imperfect and all of me needed to change. I would look around at the other girls around me and think of whether they would wake up in the morning and look at themselves to pick out their imperfections. Probably not. I thought I was different. I thought I was strange. I didn’t fit in. As time went on, I remember the voice joining the equation.
The next addition to the creation of my world was the sound of this little voice in my head telling me everything was going to be okay and that it had all of the answers. That voice was my friend. That voice was what kept me going when I felt alone in the realization that I was different from everyone else around me. I didn’t need to be like everyone else as long as I had that voice telling me everything was going to be okay. The voice would tell me of my imperfections but would tell me of ways to cure the imperfections. Then came the next steps. Next was restriction. Restriction was the piece of the puzzle that started to make the picture. I started to see what I could be or what the voice wanted me to see. After restriction came the purging and then the laxatives until the whole world was created. My ED world was created, and I lived in that world. I thought I thrived in that world. I thought I needed that world. I lived in that world for years until that world created a new world. That world created a world of doctors, pain, medicine, bed rest, sadness, and confusion. My ED world became confusing and damaged. It was nothing like what I thought it would be and that picture that began forming when I was young was a mirage. It was a lie that ED made up to keep me trapped. This is the story of the creation of my ED world.
I’ve been living with my eating disorder for over 18