Telling someone with an eating disorder to just eat is like telling someone with a broken leg to run to the hospital. It's like telling someone with claustraphobia to get inside a small cabinet and lock it.. You don't understand what it's like...what it's like to look at food and silently measure up what it's going to do to your body. Wondering if anyone's even noticed (hoping not) how long it's been since you've eaten. If they even pay attention to what you eat. Food stressed me out, the thought of eating it, adding more to my body than what's disgustingly already there. It's easier to just walk away from it than having to deal with the image looking back at me in the mirror after I've eaten something else that will add more fat, calories ugly. That's just the beginning... People don't understand that go through my Mind when I have good in front of me...you can't just simply ask me why I don't eat.
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