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Somerset
and Wessex Eating Disorders Association
"Serving those affected by eating disorders" Strode House, 10 Leigh Road, Street, Somerset, England, UK |
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Bulletin February 2005
2005 is a year to welcome in new people into SWEDA. Often change is difficult for us , the new and unfamiliar creates anxiety and worry however, we feel very confident that your worries will be put at bay when you meet our new and reshuffled team.
SWEDA organizational changes Last year we said goodbye to Annie Wynn Jones Sally Parsons, Tricia Roche and Sandra Woodward. We would like to welcome this year Paula, Kate, Brian and David New Trustees Brian Roberts-Wray David Holt I have spent seven of the past nine years working as a listening volunteer with the Samaritans and helping to deliver training to new volunteers. This ceased two years ago with a change in my personal circumstances. I have some limited experience of the issues that we are trying to address and I am now looking to do what I can to assist Sweda in the work they are doing.
New Staff Paula Blight You know its funny how things turn around! Now, back in Somerset & Wessex with my new role at SWEDA. I am here to manage the business and organisation side of the Charity, working closely alongside Anita Worcester the newly appointed Client Services Manager. To date (10 days in) I have received a very warm welcome from everyone and for those of you I haven’t yet met I’m sure I’ll catch up with you soon! Kate Butler My role within the SWEDA team is to provide secretarial and clerical support, also to provide reception cover and be on the end of the telephone. I will be in the office every weekday morning, and I look forward to speaking and meeting with you soon.
October and November 2004 saw us saying Goodbye and Thank you to: Sally Parsons – Sally stepped down as a SWEDA Trustee and we would like to endorse the sincere thanks extended to her at the AGM for her many years of commitment. Tricia Roche – In her farewell address, Tricia amusingly used the AGM to record SWEDA’s history from the roles of Mendip CVS and Debbie Paton, to explaining where Annie Wynn-Jones fitted in, and how the first funding by Comic Relief allowed Bobby Appleby’s appointment and hence the birth of MEDA. Tricia explained how she became involved after the 1996 Conference and that more funding turned MEDA to SEDA and she spoke of the early volunteers and how Diana Rowe had taken the cause of Eating Disorders with her and was a strong supporter of MEDA, SEDA and now SWEDA. Tricia wound up her speech at the AGM by saying that for her the experience of being involved with our organisation had been very special and that it is an organisation that makes such a difference. Tricia brought so much to our organisation and through her funding bids we have our Supported Housing and 18-25 Projects still running. She was compassionate and, with her family, created a family environment at SWEDA and always made people feel welcome, valued and a part of the organisation. We know you will join us in wishing her, and her family, all the very best for the future. Annie Wynn-Jones – Everyone was sad to see Annie leave after her many years at the helm and, as Tricia pointed out at the AGM, it was Annie and Bobby who set the foundations of the ethos that has continued. She also said that Annie was an extraordinary and very special person and that she had kept faith and kept the organisation moving forward. She spoke of Annie’s supportive ways and how she had never sought the self-satisfaction of glory or to use her level of influence other than for the best of everyone else. Annie responded by asking that SWEDA hang on to the following: Remember that we are Community-based, we are User-led, we are not experts, we are here to provide things that users want and because we are in the voluntary sector we can be more flexible. We are based on the principle of Self-help and we are Professional – voluntary sector amateurs we are not! That gives us CUSP. We have been through various CUSPs and this is just another. Then she turned to what we are not: Eating Disorders aren’t about Food or weight. We are not Experts, we are not Amateurs and we are not a Treatment agency. That gives us FEAT and we have achieved lots of FEATs. She ended by saying that SWEDA is on the CUSP and will go on to achieve lots more FEATs. Many of you reading this Bulletin will either have become involved with SWEDA through Annie or will have come to regard her highly because of your association with her at SWEDA and we’re sure you will all join us in thanking Annie and wishing her (and Richard) every success for the future. Sandra Woodward – Sadly, due to our major reorganisation, Sandra had to leave us in November. Knowing that this was happening, Tricia had thanked Sandra for her loyalty and dedication at the AGM, but before she left colleagues, volunteers and trustees all said goodbye at a lively lunch at the Ring of Bells where she was deluged with gifts and flowers. We thank Sandra sincerely for all of her hard work in the office over very many years. She not only worked on the clerical side but also covered payroll and accounts aspects of the business, besides meeting and greeting all our many visitors. In particular, we thank her for the effort she put into forming the Pen Pals Scheme and in the excellent job of producing our Bulletins and Annual Report each year usually working to extremely short deadlines. Again, we know you will join us in wishing Sandra well in the future. HOW CAN I HELP SOMEONE CLOSE TO ME WHO I SUSPECT MAY HAVE AN EATING DISORDER When you suspect someone close to you has an eating disorder think carefully beforehand how you are going to approach the issue with the person. Firstly, inform yourself as much as you can about eating disorders, identify resources that will help and support both yourself and the person close to you. Identify where the person can get help so when you approach the person he/she will know you are serious about helping him/her. Get useful information, perhaps from your GP, perhaps from an eating disorder association. Find out where to get professional help from a therapist, a nutritionist, someone who specialises in eating disorders. Make sure you have their phone numbers and in what respect that can be of assistance to this person close to you. So that when you approach the person close to you, you can help allay his/her fears. So what are the symptoms that may lead you to suspect someone close to you has an eating disorder? Eating disorders cover three main different definitions and the following symptoms indicate any one of Anorexia Nervosa, Bulimia Nervosa and Compulsive Overeating or Binge Eating. The issues with food are a faulty coping mechanism for underlying emotional issues in any of the definitions above. If the person close to you possesses any three of the following symptoms it does indicate the person has issues with food and is in need of help and support. Weight loss, Preoccupation with food and weight Withdrawal from family and friends, Feeling cold, Amenorrhoea, Moodiness, Feeling fat, Concern re. Calories, fat intake, weight gain, Excessive exercise, Abuse of laxatives, enemas and diuretics, Vomiting and fastingCooking for others but not eating themselves. Remember that someone with an eating disorder is very vulnerable. They will probably be shocked to find that you have identified their problem. People with an eating disorder are very secretive about their issues and because they feel shamed and guilty will very often deny the disorder. If you can approach the person gently with empathy this could give them the opportunity to talk about the denial, the shame and the issues that are making them unhappy. You will then have the opportunity to help this person to take his/her first step to getting help. If, however the person is in denial about their problem, do not give up on them, let them know that when they are ready you will still be there to support and encourage them to make their first step in order to get help. Let them know you are only concerned about their health and happiness and that you care deeply about them. If the person is a close family member let them know you will love them unconditionally and that their behaviour will not change how much you care and love them. (Edwina Aptis)
A woman stands, alone, in the centre of an empty room. To her right lies a bed with a cheap wooden headboard. Upon the bed, a single pillow, white, and plain navy blankets stretched so tight across the bedspread that not a wrinkle remains. At the foot of the bed, a flimsy pine wardrobe. Opposite, a matching set of drawers. A small mirror is bolted to the wall in the corner, above stainless-steel taps and a sink so spotlessly white that it hurts your eyes to look at it. A narrow ledge to the left. A square white radiator stretched beneath the window. That is all. At the woman's feet sits a single black suitcase, unopened. Outside, it is night. The darkness hangs, cool and soft, beyond the glass. But it cannot penetrate the harsh electric glare from the strip-lighting overhead. No shadows. No shaded corners where stray insects or careless motes of dust can linger. Every square inch laid bare. The room is clean, with a cold, clinical precision, but it is not new. There are grey fingerprints on the wallpaper around the light switch and a lattice of fine cracks in the corner of the ceiling above the bed. The two blank poster boards are sprinkled with the slimy stains of two decades worth of blue-tac. The room is five and a half metres wide. She knows this because she has paced it, her flat-soled shoes soundless in the vacuum. Step, step, step. Step, step, a skip and a turn. The carpet has worn thin under the toil of countless feet. There is not a sound in the room, no external presence. Not even the rhythmic, artificial pulse of a clock. She stirs and kneels beside the suitcase. The clatter of the zip catapults into the room and disappears into the silence. She runs a hand, speculatively, over the folded clothes within. You would not catch more than the merest glimpse of the interior. She is crouched low over her possessions, shielding them from view as if to press it to her cheek and bury her face in its freshly-laundered aroma. Some reflex prevents her. Her face hardens into a grimace of taut neutrality. She climbs to her feet and crosses the room to hang the towel over the rack by the washstand. Folding the edges so that the corners meet and smoothing out the wrinkles with the palm of her hand. The room looks on, expectant. Any moment now, an inquisitive impulse will propel her into exploration; she will peer and examine, rattle coat-hangers and arrange shoes neatly in pairs, find new homes for the simple collection of jars and bottles in her cosmetics bag. She draws in one long, shuddering breath. You might compare this room to a blank sheet of paper before a celebrated author. Snowy and flawless, it is a sea of infinite possibility before him. He is afraid. He fears to break the pearly whiteness with ink, he cannot give the infinity definition because in doing so, boundaries will spring up from nothingness and realms of possibility will be lost. He cannot form a single stroke. The room is not a blank page. It is the finished product, a brand new paperback, unread. The cardboard cover is crisp and stiff in its newness, the pages are uniform and immaculate, the corners unharmed. The world that the author has created, the visions and concepts, characters and emotions, are locked tight between the sealed sheets. Mere 2D black shapes on a typed page. They require a reader to unravel their code, translate lifeless forms into living images. That reader dare not come. A cramp forms in the coiled muscles of her legs. She rocks forward on to her knees and leans her weight on to her palms against the hard floor, gasping as the circulation returns. Movement is required. She puts her hands into the dark depths of the bag and draws out a folded towel, holding it up before her face, examining it as if for the first time. From the suitcase, she draws out a simple white towelling dressing-gown and hangs it on a hook behind the door. She places a pair of sensible black shoes near the foot of the bed, lined up so that they are exactly parallel with the wardrobe, laces tucked in. Her wash bag is placed, unopened, upon the sink. Then she returns the suitcase to the cavity between the chest of drawers and the smooth curve of the washstand. She pulls the zip closed. Inside, the modest pile of folded trousers and stacked tops remains untouched. The shelves of the wardrobe remain bare. She stands and gazes dispassionately at the results of her labour. The folded towel, the sensible shoes, the harsh finality of the closed black bag in the white room. Somewhere outside in the night, a church clock begins to chime. Boom, boom… Eleven. As if by a prearranged signal, she moves to the mirror and stares levelly at her own reflection, wan against the severity of its backdrop. She reaches up to her hair. One long-fingered hand pulls out a pin from the right-hand side. The other extracts a second from the nape of her neck. Straight, shoulder-length black hair tumbles down around her face. A shudder runs through her. A soft, drawn-out sigh escapes into the room. Then she turns aside and places the pins with calm deliberation on the ledge, two inches apart and parallel, the clasps facing forwards. Over the years, this is the pattern in which her life will evolve. Every night, on the stroke of eleven, she will return to the mirror and slowly remove those two pins from her hair. Never earlier, never later. She will pace that room from one end to the other, step, step, step. Step, step, a skip and a turn, until the first stroke sounds. Then she will stare with cold indifference into the reflection before her and reach up one hand into her silky dark hair. Move just one pin, let it fall to the floor, place it on the shelf with the clasp facing backwards not forwards, and she is lost. A butterfly beating its wings frenziedly against the smooth glass walls of a jam-jar. The room unfamiliar. A stranger. (Anon)
Website When the message boards were first set up Paul was busy responding to many of the messages but now there is a lot more peer support happening which is great to see and makes the sites sustainable and user led. Friends of SWEDA Steering Group Do you feel isolated / alone and wish you had someone who really understood your issues around food. Don’t despair, Join the SWEDA free, confidential Pen-Pal Scheme. This will let you: Write to others with similar problems/issues, Make friends, Share confidences, Find support and understanding, Formulate strategies. The pen pal scheme is open to all with eating disorders
phone on 01458 448600 Members The conference will be held at The Cleve Hotel Wellington. It is entitled "The Body of Shame" and will cover several aspects under this heading.
SWEDA House
'The Fat Stock Show" Go to Bridget Jones 18-25 Project We have had NSLP trainers in Bath University and hope this scheme will spread across others to raise awareness of ED in student life. www.sweda18-25.org.uk Your suggestions are very welcome. Elly, Jess, Linnie, Abby, Sue and Lucy have been working hard in their university areas to get support up and running! Thank you On Placement with 18-25 Student support - email, text, phone, one2one meetings, psychosocial events, support groups, forum group facilitation. . Research for SWEDA - I have one day a week to carry out any research I choose in addition to my dissertation. At the moment I am looking various options. Information and awareness raising – by visiting different universities, organisations and institutions to raise awareness of our work in supporting students. Training sessions - 1 or 2 day training Networking - with other student volunteers to enable them to increase awareness within their university and hopefully set up services. If anyone has any ideas for different or ‘unique’ experiences that would help us please contact me on: suzanne@sweda18-25.org.uk and see the message board for a fuller report. http://www.swedauk.org/board/viewtopic.php?p=956#956
The Hidden Student - June 29/30 2006 Susie Orbach, Alex Yellowlees, Mike Beard ,The EDA sports and Body Talk programmes, Ali Darcy from Dublin talking about her research on Body Whys Connect presenting their email discussion group, English Institute of Sport, Team Bath, a live interactive play, live band and much more including massage, relaxation and Studio Upstairs all through the conference so book early to avoid disappointment! Diary
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SOMERSET & WESSEX EATING DISORDERS ASSOCIATION
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