I have always loved Kelli no matter what, but to now see her live a vibrant life, being fully engaged, is an amazing thing to take in! I love you, Kelli!Neil, Kelli’s husband
I admitted to Eating Recovery Center nearly 12 years ago a very broken, middle-aged woman. This was not my first admittance to an eating disorder treatment center for anorexia. While at ERC-Denver I began to embrace what it was going to take to become truly well which meant also addressing my alcoholism, other addictions, depression, and anxiety.
With caring guidance at ERC I began to look at the trauma in my past and begin the work of embracing life again. Today, I live an authentic and fulfilled life, one in which I am fully present and happy. I live each day grateful for ERC as they have come alongside me in every facet of my recovery these past years.
Having that validation 'You've changed as a person' from your treatment team was so cool to receive.Katie, former patient
The most impactful moment at ERC was when I received a high five from my psychiatrist the day after I finally decided to work towards recovery. I was in Residential, and just had a meeting with my treatment team. They sat me down, looked at me, and they said, "Whatever is about to come out of your mouth, I'll believe." And I asked, "What do you mean you'll believe me?" And they looked at me and said, "Your eyes have changed." Having the validation that they saw the change before I had even said anything was very encouraging, because the small things should be celebrated.
Without ERC I truly don’t think I'd be alive today; and I'm certain that I would not be loving myself and the life I have now.Andy, Binge Eating Disorder Alumni and Recovery Ambassador
After decades of suffering from my undiagnosed disorders I came to the conclusion that something inside of me was simply broken. Always an intelligent, logical thinker, I had tried anything and everything I could find that showed even the slightest potential for improvement. Failure after failure only left me entrenched in self shame and hopelessness.
However, just when all hope was gone and I found myself in the basement apartment underneath my "rock bottom"; I made my final attempt at a life worth living. On Feb 22nd 2016 that final attempt at life led me to the Eating Recovery Center.
There I was, almost instantly, able to understand who I was; my pain, my frustration, my hopelessness... and more importantly, they were able to help me understand who I am, and how to proceed forward in my life despite the pain, frustration, and hopelessness I felt. Through ERC’s counsel, I learned that I was never broken and I didn’t need to be fixed. Instead, we created a customized roadmap to guide me in life with ways to navigate myself away from repeating my past suffering and by self understanding and love, move ever forward in the direction of my life values.
What I loved about ERC was that they had so much available to help me while my daughter was in treatment...They were kind and they were considerate and they explained over and over again if they needed to, to a point where I understood my role in helping my daughter.Kate's Mother
Recovery was getting to know myself over again because I had forgotten who I was and what I wanted for myself because I was so focused on my disorder behaviors. It was all I ever thought about all day, every day, waking up, going to bed. Getting to set that aside and let the people at ERC handle that for me was so helpful. Once a week, I filled out my menus and that was all I thought about. I didn't have to worry about it. I just filled the menu out, pass it along and had them take care of that, and then I could take care of me, and get to know people and get to know myself and work with my team, because the core of the issue had nothing to do with food.
ERC helped me begin to see my value as a woman outside of my body and race. They helped me see that I was enough no matter what others said or did. Not only did my body undergo a beautiful transformation in treatment, but so did my heart and mind.Siobhan Taylor
My treatment at ERC launched me into a season of exploration and hope. By tackling the insidiously nuanced nature of my eating disorder, the battle to learn how to eat well was just the beginning of learning how to love myself well. It was the beginning of learning the power of acceptance, resilience, and grit. There were many days that I wanted to give up; to throw in the towel. However, my treatment team wouldn’t let me. They knew my future was brighter than anything I could see. They knew that God had more in store for me than I could ever imagine. With their help, guidance, and support, the obstacles toward recovery became the bridges I’d build to reach my best self. On the other side was a girl waiting to love and see that she was loved.