I entered a treatment center for my eating disorders in Oct., 2012. It may cost as much as $150,000 to help me recover. I'm now attending Remuda Ranch in Chandler, AZ. This blog chronicles my experience.A letter from me. Please read!.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
WE LOVE MRS. GREEN'S CLASS!
Last night we had our regular weekend outing, and when we got home I noticed a large package behind the front desk addressed to me and all the girls on the RTC unit! We opened the box together and were so excited to find body spray, loofahs, bath gel, lotion, nail stickers, scarves, hats, socks, temporary tattoos, little bibles, t-shirts, chapsticks . . . it was like a second Christmas! We were all talking, laughing, and sitting on the floor passing things around.
This wonderful surprise was brought to us by Mrs. Brandi Green’s Junior High Special Ed Health Class! I received over a hundred cards from these sweet students that definitely uplifted me and made me smile. I passed them around so everyone on the unit could read the kind words of encouragement from her sweet students. All the women here asked if they could write letters to the students to say thank you, it was so much fun.
We loved the t-shirts so much we all wore them to bed last night... except me, I’m wearing mine right now. :) WE LOVE WAHLQUIST JUNIOR HIGH!!
I want to share some of the awesome messages I received from the students:
“Being beautiful doesn’t mean you have to be skinny.”
“I hope you live out the rest of your lives happily, healthily, and with lots of baking!”
“Get Well. Send Cookies.”
“Get well, keep making them cookies!!”
“I think you are cute without being skinny. I hope you like my picture. Everyone was drawing trees or presents but I wanted to draw you a picture of the true meaning of Christmas.”
“You are worth the money. Get Well!”
“Can we have some cookies please? I love cake.”
“It sucks that you have to have anorexia. I wish I could take it for you.”
“I think all food is good.”
“The world is amazing that they will pay for some things and not others.”
“If treatment is not fun, turn it into a game.”
“Get out of that place and make more cookies!”
. . . And these made me laugh. I sensed a theme . . .
“I hope you can laugh. I hope you eat a cupcake. I hope you make it through. My favorite color is green. I love you.”
“Your treats look like they taste so good. You should have one.”
“Eat a cookie. Drink some milk. You’ll feel better.”
“Will you eat some Christmas food for me?”
“Will you eat a cookie for me? You have to get better.”
“Get better for me and eat some food for me.”
“Eat a cupcake for me!”
“Anorexia sucks. I’m amazed you are alive. Eat.”
“You bake those cookies and EAT them. You’re like my mom. She shakes and bakes.”
“Don’t care what people think, just eat calories don’t be scared of what it has in it. Just eat it.
"Put a little weight on, like I said.”
I hope the students get to read this post. If you are reading it, I hope you know how much your kindness was appreciated and how touched the women and I were by your generosity and thoughtfulness. I really hope that someday in the not-so-distant future I can bake a big batch of cookies and send them as a thank you. And I’d also love to meet all of you!! From your letters I gathered that a couple of you are struggling with your own trials; I hope you can have the strength and courage to persevere and know that you are in my thoughts and prayers.
I really don’t know how to adequately express my gratitude without sounding completely cheesy or insincere. I hope you just trust me when I say that I’m grateful to the moon and back and that I love all of you even though I haven’t met you. You. Are. WONDERFUL.