Hi friends! This post’s a little long and has some more personal content, so grab a cup of tea and get cozy. cw: body image, disordered eating, mental illness I honestly thought that my battle with disordered eating and body dysmorphia was mostly over. After moving to New York, I was eating fairly regular meals,…
I dance with my classmates in ballet class, acutely aware of my largeness compared to their petite figures. I listen as my friend tells me her thighs are too big, and I silently wonder if mine are too big as well.
Since the last time I blogged, a lot of things have happened. I went home for spring break and cuddled my baby sister. I finally sucked up my pride and went to MIT Mental Health. I stopped eating for a while and survived pretty much solely on nutrition drinks and occasionally mac and cheese from…