Three weeks ago today, I was involved in a traumatic, life-or-death car crash on the freeway. I was lost in thought, on my way to a doctor’s appointment for an eating disorder that had, up until the crash, consumed my life. While I was ruminating in my mind, I didn’t notice that I was too close to the car ahead of me. I was not speeding or anything. I breaked fast, and when I did, I lost control of the car. The car started to spin out of control. I panicked and started to cry out, then I lost consciousness. I fainted. And when I fainted, my car spun and spun and spun out of control, on the busy interstate highway at 3ish pm. As I was spinning, I was T-boned by a truck, and then hit the side rail of the freeway. I broke my hip, my sacrum, and a small bone in my pelvis. I have no recollection of the crash itself. When the EMTs and firefighters came to get me, I had no idea why I was in the road. I didn’t remember anything. I looked at myself in the mirror and had blood on my face, a chipped tooth, and a headache from the whiplash. My leg hurt as if I had sat on it for hours.
EMS picked me up and took me to the hospital, where I had surgery. I was discharged a few days later, and then a deep darkness hurt me. All the mental health struggles I had struggled with before came alive to hurt me. The OCD, guilt and shame, grief, depression, and everything else. I cried day in and day out. I never got to somatically process the trauma I had faced while I was in the hospital, but when I was at home and felt safe, I could release it. I had nightmares and panic. But I’ve been leaning on God each day, and I know He’s my only lifeline. God has worked miracles in my life, both in my body but also in my heart and soul. Each day I get better. efore the accident, I hated my body, ate a very little amount of calories, and wanted to die a lot. Now, I treat my body with kindness, respect, and honor. I’ve been through so much, both through this accident but all the trauma from abuse and violence. I’m a survivor. God has forgiven me, and is restoring me day by day. For the first time in so many years, I eat an appropriate amount of food. I eat a healthy diet that will strengthen my bones and my soul. I eat when I’m hungry and stop when I’m full. I eat what I want, when I want and need to. I’m committed to practicing love for my body. When I have anxious or distressing thoughts, I give them to God.
In about eight weeks, I’ll be able to put weight down on my leg, but for now I use a walker/wheelchair to help me get around.
I still exercise (for health) on my chair as best as I can, and I’m so grateful because I found a fun and engaging YouTube channel that helps me with chair exercises. He’s even a fellow Christian, too! I found a good therapist online, and I started an online eating disorder treatment program, called Equip.
I feel like my bone will heal in no time, and my soul is healing day by day. I’ll come out of this with a whole new love and appreciation for myself, plus a total healing of the mental illnesses that I’ve struggled with for most of my life. It’s not always easy: I still get crying spells and anxiety, and nightmares, and I sometimes fight my body and feel deeply insecure. But each day I’m trying my best. That’s all we can do, right?