Living with ARFID has been a struggle, but I refuse to let it define me. As a 55-year-old woman, I’ve spent too long feeling ashamed and alone in my battle with this disorder. But I’ve finally reached a point where I’m ready to seek help and make positive changes in my life. It’s not easy, and there are still days when I feel overwhelmed, but I’m learning to take small steps towards recovery. I’ve found comfort in connecting with others who understand what I’m going through, and it’s been incredibly empowering to know that I’m not alone. I’ve also discovered new coping mechanisms and ways to challenge my fears around food. It’s a tough road, but I’m determined to keep pushing forward. I know there’s hope for a brighter future, and I’m committed to making that a reality for myself. Here’s to a new beginning and overcoming ARFID!