Hungry Hate
TW: This post contains mentions of eating disorders and sexual assault. Please use discretion before reading. National Alliance for Eating Disorders Helpline: 866-662-1235 National Sexual Assault Hotline: 800-656-4673 I think we all kind of hate ourselves in our own special ways. And unfortunately, I think for most people (namely women), that hate starts early. It's subtle enough. Looking down at your thighs in the third grade as they stick to the metal bleachers or leathery seats on the school bus and you think, "I wish these were smaller." So you prop your toes up like you're wearing a pair of stilettos to lift your thighs an inch or two, to give the illusion that you're a skeleton with no skin or bones or muscles to hold you upright. My experience with an eating disorder is not unique. I suppose what may be unique is that I put off touching my eating disorder in therapy for the better part of a decade. My current therapist is an ED survivor herself, and works