Just saying, I really don’t agree with this.
I have had some of the worst days of my life in recovery, and some of the best days of my life have been during my eating disorder.
I understand the message behind it, and I really don’t want to offend anyone, and it may not be true for others, but *I* really don’t like this kind of message because I think it is really, really, really important to be honest about what recovery is.
Some people expect to feel better because they enter recovery. Well, I didn’t. I felt like total hell. My anxiety went through the roof, I lost my identity, I became a panic attack ridden, crying, shaking mess, for quite a long time. These days were far worse than very many days of obeying my eating disorder, when I used to get a smug satisfaction from being slim, avoiding carbs, avoiding all my real problems, and running for miles. Even though it was fake, I felt like I achieved something, I *was* something, and I felt safe.
Living with an ED sucks, generally, but lets be honest here. Let us be honest about how hard recovery is, so people experiencing it don’t decide to relapse because they ‘thought recovery would be better than this' or 'thought I would be happy when I was in recovery’. Recovery isn’t like that. You have to fight. Every. Single. Day.
A more realistic message would be: The worst days in recovery are worth having the chance at a happy, healthy future.