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Anorexia. Bulimia. Overeating. Undereating. Depression. Binges. Purging. Exercise. A love affair with the scale. Making excuses.

Living with an eating disorder isn’t easy; it’s not a choice (though for some of us, it may have started out that way - consciously or not) to go down that path, but it’s a choice to find out ways back to living, back to being whole.

I started down my path into the chaos of having an eating disorder when I was 15, and really got caught up in the spiral at 16. I don’t know what set it off really. My parents were tough on me. I didn’t have a real understanding or exposure to eating disorders at that time. I went to a summer college program and the person who I most connected with there was bulimic. Eating with her left me unsettled, and within those three weeks I lost a crazy amount of weight.

My family didn’t care that I took a full semester’s course in 3 weeks and got an A in it; they cared that I looked better, so I didn’t stop - honestly, I don’t think I fully gave up restricting my diet for at least 10 years, and in that time it nearly killed me.

There were abusive relationships. There were heart attacks and hospitalizations. There were suicide attempts. And there was therapy - years of therapy.

There were good times, and rough times. Great friends - and rocky relationships. But what I’ve come to realize and what I really want to share is that it’s all about living: everything I’ve experienced, all of the changes I’ve gone through - it’s all a part of really living. Any the site goal here is to help others to see that as well.