Do you know what it’s like to be so consumed by thoughts of food but not able to eat anything?
Do you know what it’s like to feel guilty after eating even the smallest amount of food, to not know when you are hungry or full and to not be able to find your safe food?
Do you know what it’s like to be utterly exhausted but not able to stop punishing yourself with relentless with exercise?
Do you know what it’s like to know that your body needs nourishment yet the one thing that would meet that need you can’t put in your mouth?
Do you know what it is like to be so thirsty you can feel the dryness but you can’t bring yourself to drink anything?
Do you know what it is like to walk past every mirror or reflective service and feel absolutely disgusted by what you see?
Do you know what it is like to fear every tiny thing that you put in your mouth because you know it will make you fatter?
Do you know what it is like to feel isolated and withdrawn from social connections because you have to fit everything in and around your eating and exercise routine?
Do you know what it is like to get changed countless times before going out because you hate the way that clothes sit on your body and show all the bumps and imperfections?
Do you know what it’s like to feel trapped in a body that you can not stand?
Do you know what it is like to be told to just go eat something knowing full well that it’s more than just about eating something?
Do you know what it is like to feel like something you could once control now controls you?
This is my life. This is my eating disorder.
