I’m a therapist. I also know what it’s like to have an eating disorder. I used to wake up daily hating my body and knowing that I was destroying it. I know the obsession with counting calories, eating too much, not eating enough, etc. I know the “crazy”!

By the time I was 30 years old my eating disorder had hijacked my life. I was desperate, terrified, and in a lot of pain. I could not keep it together. The harder I tried to control it, the worse it became. Dealing with my eating disorder left my relationships suffering. I couldn’t keep commitments, cancelled plans, and could not show up for myself or others. This hindered my romantic relationships as well – the entire relationship would become wrapped up in my eating disorder.