A Lust For Life

My daughter disappeared

In 2003, when my daughter was 15 she began to disappear.

What do I mean by that? After all she was in the middle of her teen years and there were bound to be a few bumps along the way, or so it seemed. But it turned out, she had a new secret friend. Eventually this new friend became her ‘best’ friend… to the exclusion of her real friends, her family, her love of dancing. This new best friend was a thief and nearly stole her life.

As quiet secrecy and lies loomed large, my daughter became a small and tiny shadow of her former self. As she continued to disappear, her new friend slipped slyly in through the back door and was to become one of my greatest challenges.

As time went by I watched her falling down a very dark rabbit hole with her new found friend, advisor, and kidnapper – her eating disorder.

I lived in the midst of anger, frustration, exasperation, helplessness, guilt and despair for a time. But what I want to share with you now is that compassion, patience, acceptance, love, empathy were in fact to become my greatest allies. Allies in both my fight to get her back and in maintaining my own sanity.

Any anger and frustration were best used within the struggle to get the best help possible, to get my daughter into a mental health system full of gaping holes. No doubt, this can be difficult and challenging.

While I can’t speak for other mums or dads, having been around my daughter’s eating disorder for many years, here is what I have learned as a mum.

Take care of yourself.

Although it might sound selfish – it’s not. That is, it’s vital to learn to mind yourself first. Travel advice about putting your own oxygen mask on first before your child’s, is especially true on this journey. If you can’t care for yourself, it will be much harder to help your child to help themselves.

This journey can be exhausting at times. Dealing with the mental health system will call on your strength, so get cracking to find resources for yourself:

Did I get it right all the time? Absolutely not. Am I the perfect parent? No, but I do my best.

It’s now 2017, thankfully my daughter has turned herself around to a greater degree. With a lot of work she helped herself to emerge from the rabbit hole and I helped myself enough to be there with a full heart to meet her.