“Here I am. I quit being in denial. I want my voice heard. I have an eating disorder. I never knew I had. Everyone thought it was normal in my family.
“Everyone loves food – what’s up with you Grace?”
What’s up with me? I can’t stop bingeing, purging, restricting, bingeing, purging, restricting.
I went to the doctors because I was felt so ill. He said “sounds like you are anxious.” NO shit. I am anxious, like all the time. No talk of an eating disorder.
They are not just white girls problems. I am too afraid to post my full name, because I don’t want to let my mum down, but I need to speak up. I want others to speak up.
I have an eating disorder – fuck I really do.”
Grace, somewhere on this planet.