And the number on the scale slides down

I thought I was too old, too smart, too aware. Things like that don’t happen to people like me. It starts for a reason, for a purpose, a cause. To impress, for summer, that dream dress. But slowly you begin – you begin to regress. Your body’s getting less, but so’s your mind, and the…

Now that I don’t fit into my favourite dress…

Skinny, stressed and really well dressed. That’s how I describe myself then. And now? How to describe myself now? With these changes I see in the mirror – that’s me! It’s different, yes. But better – less stressed. Less balletic, less slender, for sure. But now I can smile, I can laugh Be sincere yet…

Dysmorphia

What is dysmorphia? For me, it’s not about looking in the mirror and seeing a different, larger person. It not about looking at all. It’s about feeling. I close my eyes and I feel Big. Despite my frame (which I’m told is slender and that I like when I look the mirror) I close my eyes…

ED

I was quite large for quite a while. I worked in a chocolate shop. And I had no concept of balanced nutrition or how much was too much, coupled with a bottomless appetite. I wasn’t happy with my body, but felt I lacked the self-control to do anything about it. The easiest thing to do…