Eating Disorders
are not pretty. They’re not sipping green tea and diet coke or cute little fruit salads and rice cakes. They’re not over the knee socks with a size 0 dress. They’re not lying in a bed surrounded by loved ones looking after you. They’re not feather-light girls being carried by their boyfriends.
They are evil. They are having rotten teeth removed before you’re 18. They are failing tests because you don’t have the concentration to remember the day let alone algebra. They are sitting on the bathroom floor instead of at a party with friends. They are stomach pains from binging. They are being told you’re not ill enough to receive help. They are nightmares about food. They are being called attention seeking by people you used to laugh with. They are painful and destructive and for gods sake they are fatal.
