The Blog with a "Prob"

Before I begin my very first blog post, and delve into all of the dramatic and informative opinions and stories that involve my life, I want to acknowledge the fact that I have finally decided to create this blog post due to the encouragement and motivation of my best friend, Jessica. This blog is partly dedicate to her beautiful soul and our forever friendship. I also want to dedicate this blog to my parents who are my rocks and who have saved my life in so many ways and continue to do so. So thank them for hopefully all of my insightful opinions and life changing stories revolved around my most recent life change and journey. I also want to acknowledge that the title of this post does not define my blog as a whole. This blog is intended to express the problems I have encountered, and in my opinion, the current problems I see in this world due to the said problems. The picture at the top of my blog is a neda tattoo. That tattoo is my tattoo, and it means a whole lot to me. If you want to know more, there should be a link to the picture on my Instagram where I explain a little more as to why I have this tattoo. The neda symbol that is tattooed on my arm represents eating disorder recovery. Before I indulge into the raw and vulnerable parts about my most recent interaction with disease and mental health, I would like to give a little background on me and who I am. My name is Caitie, and I have been in treatment for almost four months for an eating disorder. But, I am not my eating disorder. I am an art fanatic. I am an owl lover. I am a sorority alumni. I am a graphic design major. I am the oldest of two wonderful younger sisters and first born daughter to two outstandingly supportive parents. I am a writer. I am a christian. I am an avid knitter. I want to acknowledge again, that I am NOT my eating disorder. If I were to tell you everything about myself apart from my disease, you would never know who I really am. You would never know that I struggle with anxiety, no matter the source. You would never know the battle going on in my mind. You would never know the stress I've encountered over the past four months. You would never know the raw, vulnerable, and undeniably damaged parts about me. You would never know...so I'm going to tell you. I will tell you stories, and experiences I have had. I will tell you what it has been like for me to live with an eating disorder. I will tell you what it has been like for me to recover from anorexia. After all, that's pretty much what this blog is meant for. I want people to know the actual struggle and worldwide impact this society has on this generation and the increasing damage it has on our mental health. So, in reality, this blog really is a "prob", but a "prob" that I have learned to challenge, overcome, and almost completely recover from. I don't anticipate to have a million readers, but I hope and pray that this blog reaches someone struggling with something similar. If anyone has questions, comments, opinions, or anything else urging them to speak up, please do so and contact me here. Give me your feedback, tell me your opinions, tell me your "props", tell me. Yes, I have an eating disorder, yes I am struggling with several things, and yes my mental health is not at its highest in my life right now, but I have never felt more insightful and willing to speak up about these problems than I ever had before. This blog has got a prob, and it wants to talk about it, and that is what I am going to do.