Maya's Eating Disorder Recovery Story

Maya had no idea she was struggling with disordered eating until her parents brought it up in 2024. At first, she didn’t think much of it—she truly believed her habits were normal. But once she started her recovery journey and learned more about herself, she realized she had actually been dealing with disordered eating since she was around 12 years old.

Growing up as a dancer, Maya was under immense pressure to perform, fit in, and maintain a certain image—though she didn’t fully recognize it at the time. The constant exposure to mirrors and the unspoken expectations of the dance world shaped how she saw herself.

“I’ve struggled with body dysmorphia for as long as I can remember. I started dancing at three years old, always looking at myself in the mirror, constantly analyzing. There’s this expectation for dancers to fit a certain mold, and it was really tough growing up in that environment.”

Over time, little habits started to add up, and by the time she got to college, things had really escalated. Her friends and family began to notice that she wasn’t just the “healthy” friend anymore—she was pushing herself too hard, believing she could handle more than most people.

“At first, I thought I was just making a lifestyle change. It started so innocently. I never meant to develop these severe symptoms or become addicted to over-exercising. I was working out for four hours a day and barely eating enough. I saw it as just toning up, just losing a little weight. Then, suddenly, I dropped a lot of weight really fast. I thought, ‘Oh, well, I’m just the gym girl in the friend group.’ But I didn’t realize how scary it got. When I finally tried recovery, things actually got worse at first—I wasn’t ready to let go of that part of me.

My eating disorder convinced me that I wasn’t sick, that I was fine, that I was just stronger than most people. My parents found this holistic healing center, knowing how much I love nature and how important that is for me. But I resisted. I wasn’t ready. I was scared to admit I needed help. Eventually, I realized I didn’t have much of a choice—so I gave in. And once I got here, I finally saw how much I truly needed this. I haven’t looked back since.”

Maya shared that as soon as she walked through the doors at Eating Disorder Solutions, she immediately felt safe and comforted.

“Everyone was so smiley, so welcoming. It was peaceful. What struck me most was that they wanted to know me—not my eating disorder. That was my biggest fear. But the staff made such an effort to get to know the real me. They asked about my dreams, my goals, and what motivates me. They cared about me as a person, not just as someone in recovery. Some of my recovery coaches and therapists feel like family. I’ve never felt so safe and supported.”

For Maya, taking time off from college felt like a huge hurdle. She struggled with the fear that it might mean falling behind or failing, especially since she had always been driven and focused on her future. That fear was a constant weight on her shoulders, making the decision even more challenging. It felt like stepping away from everything she had worked so hard for, but deep down, she knew it was the right step for her well-being.

“Now that I’ve been in recovery, I can say with full confidence—taking time off was the most loving thing I could have done for myself.”

Now, Maya is looking ahead with excitement. She’s transitioning to PHP (Partial Hospitalization Program) and preparing to return to college — this time with a fresh outlook and a deeper appreciation for herself. She’s gained tools to navigate challenges, confidence in her strength, and a sense of pride in how far she’s come. With a strong support system and a renewed sense of purpose,  she’s ready to embrace what’s next.

“If I had to sum it up in one word, it would be life-changing. I know that sounds cliché, but Eating Disorder Solutions gave me a second chance. They believed in me. They still believe in me. They’ve shown me how to love myself, flaws and all. And I’ve never done that before. I never had self-compassion, kindness, or gratitude for my own life. But now I do.

If you’re struggling, please know—having an eating disorder is nothing to be ashamed of. It wasn’t your fault. You did nothing wrong. Your eating disorder lies to you. But you are enough, just as you are. You are loved. And you are more deserving of recovery than you’ll ever know.”