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Dispel judgement, debunk the myths and correct the misconceptions you hold about eating disorders.
Society's Version of Beauty Is Tainted
Women have grown up in a society where we are told we must look a certain way to get anywhere in life, unless we have money. Now those things are changing, but within fashion it hasn’t. We stare at billboards with beautiful women for a clothing line that is a size 2 but in reality, how many women are a size 2? Don’t get me wrong. I love looking at these women; they are beautiful, but are they the women we should be looking up to? Should we be looking to these women as body goals? These females have been genetically blessed. They may work to keep their bodies healthy but they are naturally skinny.I am a model, though I was not genetically blessed like some other models. I have to eat a certain way and do a specific workout to achieve and maintain my body. It took me four years to figure this out, and within that time I struggled with an eating disorder. I am not the first model to admit to being bulimic and I can promise you I won’t be the last. But we must start the conversation so young girls don’t end up in the places we have been.
Ellie MicelliPublished 6 years ago in PsycheAmanda vs "Ana" Part 3
My sophomore year of high school was interesting, to say the least. I remember being happy that I was no longer a freshmen, but I didn't have much else to be happy about.
Amanda OlejniczakPublished 6 years ago in PsycheAmanda vs "Ana" Part 2
The environment I grew up in was not ideal by any means, however, I will give my mother credit where credit is due—she did the best she could with what we had. Without going into too much personal detail, I'll leave it at this—we were poor...very poor, and it wasn't my mother's fault.
Amanda OlejniczakPublished 6 years ago in PsycheScarlet, Not Red
When I was younger, I thought that the greatest thing in the world was a 1989 Mini Cooper. Specifically my aunt’s 1989 Mini Cooper. She loved it more than anything in the world. The inside smelled of her—rather, smoke—and there was always nail polish in the glovebox. In the summer, we would both get in bathing suits and sandals to wash the car. She would flirt with the man that lived across the street strutting around the car in cloth that could barely be called a swimsuit, even if my uncle Bill was inside. I didn't mind though, it was her typical behavior.
noah margaretPublished 6 years ago in PsycheThere’s a Demon on My Back
Something inside me was blunt: my eating disorder had separated me from the real world and I was living inside its perpetual bubble. My world was the echo after the firework: there, but only sort of. Not the real thing. Not reality. The muffled goings on of day-to-day life didn’t touch me if I had anorexia to play with. Akin to a drug addict, weight loss was my high. If I didn’t get my fix daily my world would crumble. I wouldn’t be able to leave my room for fear that people could ‘tell’ that I had failed. Anorexia would create looks of disgust and judgement that I now realise didn’t even exist. If I did lose weight the only thing that could possibly worry me was how to lose more by the next day. I felt like I did not have a choice.
Meg CrawshawPublished 6 years ago in PsycheMy Eating Disorder and Me
Experts say girls as young as 5 and 6 develop eating disorders. They worry about their figure, they pick out clothing they think looks “slimming,” they even cut down on foods they think are “fattening.” I don’t know about you, but when I was six, I was more concerned about going to the gas station with my grandpa to buy debbie pies, and whether or not my younger brother had gotten into my things. It is indescribably sad, that any girl at such a young age should ever have to worry about such things.
stupid weeniePublished 6 years ago in PsychePurging in the Dark
I remember it as though it was yesterday, it's so clear in my mind. I'm laying on the floor in my bedroom crying uncontrollably because I ate too much for dinner and feel bloated. I'm upset because my stomach is no longer flat. I am seven years old. I wonder to myself why this doesn't happen to my mother. I also wonder why I can't be thin like the twins in my class. They are so skinny that they have that coveted thigh gap, although that's not what I call it at the time. This continues through my school years. Never feeling good enough. Maybe people will like me better if I'm skinnier. Blah, blah, blah.
Vanessa gillisPublished 6 years ago in PsycheHow It All Went Down (My Story)
It all started with an app. A stupid fitness app. I expressed an interest to my mother that I wanted to lose some weight, it was a harmless statement that turned in to a terrible disorder.
Kaitlyn VanDuserPublished 6 years ago in PsycheThe Eating Game
Dear Anna, When you’re lying on a doctor's examining table after waiting three hours in Accident and Emergency, his gloved finger up your asshole, feeling around for any "obstructions" because you’ve gone there in a panic—"I haven’t shit for three days," you know you have a problem.
Surprising Eating Habits That Cause Depression and Mood Disorders
Despite what you may think, while ignoring that feeling of absolute joy received when satisfying the sound of your rumbling belly, food cravings and the level to which you spoil them can have direct repercussions on your overall mental health. Living with a mental disorder, of any kind, can be debilitating and can change your appetite just like your mood. Eating disorders can sometimes play a part, but that's not always the case, nor can it always be so accurately defined. Our emotions and their controlling functions are still relatively unknown. In other words, everyone—all 7 or so billion of us on the planet—have different quirks and set offs. Before making any conclusions or taking any type of medication, speak to a doctor, therapist, or trained professional and get the real inside scoop on what's causing your mental strain.
Alfred TaerzPublished 6 years ago in PsycheFood and Borderlines
Food is a massive issue for me, as it is with a lot of Borderlines. Over half of Borderlines meet the criteria for an eating disorder, and even those that don't may still have a tumultuous relationship with food.
Shaye GoodenoughPublished 6 years ago in PsycheMy Friend E.D.
When I was a child, my step-sister was so severely anorexic she had destroyed some of her organs and lost the ability to have her own children. She and her husband had adopted a Korean boy, but shortly after he arrived, she ended up in a treatment center for eating disorders. At 5’5", she weighed only 85 pounds. After she recovered, I saw her and the toll anorexia had taken on her body. Pictures of her in her younger years showed a happy, long-haired beauty with rosy cheeks and a bright smile. Now, her hair was brittle and choppy, her skin pale, and with no smile to be seen. Something was odd about her back, like she was sort of hunched over. Even though she was in her thirties, she looked close to 50.
Melissa PrescottPublished 6 years ago in Psyche