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People who know memay consider me to be a “healthy person” but in reality, most of my adult life I’ve teetered near the point of death, both literally and figuratively. Some might argue that what pushed me to this point was my battle with anorexia. In the past I would have agreed with them, but the more years I put between me and my disorder, the more I realize that my poor health was the result of a larger battle with myself – the eating disorder just served as the mask. 

The person sitting next to you in class or in the cubicle across from you might be suffering from a severe eating disorder. How do I know? Because that person suffering was me.

WordPress has a number of interesting features for bloggers who use its platform.  One of them is the ability to track how many people visit your blog every day and what posts they look at.  Recently, I noticed that an entry I re-posted on Facebook the other day, “A Little Girl, A BIG Red Balloon And A Radiant Reminder of What Being ‘Beautiful’ Is Really All About” , continues to attract lots of attention even though I first posted it more than 3 months ago, which is what prompted me to re-read it myself late Wednesday afternoon.  I s

The complexity of eating disorders and disordered-eating appears to be ever-growing, and the fear of those suffering and their families is never far behind.

As a survivor of an eating disorder and member of the LGBT community, I am often asked what it takes, or has taken, to identify, unmask, confront, battle and eventually overcome this life-threatening illness.

The National Eating Disorders Association, in association with feminist activist and editor of Everyday Feminism, Melissa Fabello, is calling for stories that focus on underrepresented experiences and communities in the eating disorder field through The Marginalized Voices Project. We are looking especially for voices from marginalized communities and narratives that challenge eating disorder myths.

Pick up any eating disorder memoir at your local bookstore, and you are more than likely to find some iteration of this narrative arc.

Well-to-do, young white woman develops an eating disorder, spirals into near-oblivion, seeks treatment for her eating disorder (which usually results in her being admitted into a residential facility), experiences a myriad of successes and failures, and eventually commits to finding her Self again. Well-to-do, young white woman walks out of treatment with a new sense of hope on the road to recovery.

Continued from Volume 7, Issue 1 of Making Connections

One writes to capture and crystallize one's joy, but also to disperse one's gloom.
~Anne Morrow Lindbergh, War Within & Without: Diaries and letters of Anne Morrow Lindbergh, 1939 – 1944

CRYSTALLIZING JOY

Glamorous, beautiful, fantastic, a workout in a pill, the easy way, the answer you have been looking for! These are the things that came to my mind when I thought of diet pills. My struggle with disordered eating began way before my struggle with bulimia; it began years earlier when I began using diet pills. I was searching for a way to become the “ideal dancer,” and it seemed every time I turned around diet pills were in my face.

Recientemente , he creado una pagina web de los trastornos alimenticios y la imagen corporal positiva en español (www.ser1mismo.org) para construir un recurso y ofrecer ayuda a aquellos que luchan en la comunidad que habla español . Creo firmemente en el poder de la comunidad que nos ayuda a cada uno a tomar esos pequeños pasos todos los días para llegar a donde queremos estar .

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