You can find the full version of the updated story here.
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Yet, this is a story that needs to be told. Not just for my own healing, but also to dispel the ignorance and stigma that surrounds eating disorders. After enduring an excruciating, slow-motion descent towards my own death for nearly two decades, it’s painful to acknowledge that few truly understand the power and devastation associated with this disease. In fact, there are many who don’t even comprehend that it is a disease, not a lifestyle and most certainly not a choice. Like many other people who have suffered from an eating disorder, I never chose the path that brought me, both figuratively and quite literally, to my knees. On the contrary, before the onset of my disease, I achieved nearly everything I set my mind to. However, caught in the grips of anorexia, my life unraveled and I failed to escape its gravity on a daily basis. It was killing me and I was powerless to halt its deadly course.
By the greatest of miracles, I survived and am now in a place to tell my story. However, as I embark on this introspective journey, I will not be doing it alone. I am blessed to have a woman in my life who does not shy away from the darkness within me but, rather, seeks to embrace it with the love that we share. She understands me on a deeper level, for she too has battled her own demons in the guise of an eating disorder. Also, I invite those who have been touched by my story to become part of it, for there are so many to whom I owe my deepest gratitude. Some of you led me, some of you walked beside me and all of you have helped me along the path leading to the man I am today.
In short, I am finally writing that book so many … yes Mom, you too… have urged me to write!
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Four years ago my life began again. Looking back, it is hard to fathom how much has actually changed. At times I feel as if it was all just a terrible nightmare, but the scars I bear have left me forever altered. Although I will never know the man I would have otherwise been, the man I am now has rediscovered what it truly means to be alive. I have spent the last four years soaking in, albeit painfully at times, the gamut of experiences I had previously been anesthetized to: love, beauty and the rich complexity of human relationships. I feel blessed to have had the support of a loving family, an amazing treatment team, peers who walked beside me in their own journeys, and countless strangers who witnessed my return to life. Today I give thanks, for I am also fortunate to be surrounded by true friends – people who have accepted me for who I am as well as where I have come from. Life, while at times challenging, is something that I will hold onto, fight for, cherish and embrace.
Four years ago I was not in the state of mind to realize that I began my journey of recovery at the start of National Eating Disorder Awareness Week. It seems appropriate that I should share my anniversary with a week dedicated to spreading awareness in the fight against eating disorders, a cause that has become my passion. It is my wish that my story of recovery will serve to break stereotypes and dispel ignorance about a disease that has the highest mortality rate of any mental illness. Further, I hope that in its telling, my story may serve to inspire others to put aside their fear and face their disease with the knowledge that recovery is possible. For everyone. Always. Even me.
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My return appearance on the Dr Oz Show after nine months of treatment at the Rosewood Ranch Centers in Arizona, air-date, Thanksgiving 2010:
Bryan Bixler battling anorexia.
A very powerful episode on the pro anorexia movement. I was invited back for an intervention to help four women suffering from anorexia, air-date March 6 2012:
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