I’m 23 And Still A Child

“This is quite hard for me to admit. I’m ashamed of it really, but my anorexia has become my way of feeling protected and looked after.
I’m 23 and have never had a job, I still live at home, I rarely socialise and I’ve never had a boyfriend. I still fit into child’s clothes. I am a child in so many ways. I have missed out on so much. Part of me desperately wants to let it go and get on with my life, but a huge part of me is terrified of how I’ll cope.
 My eating disorder has become all I know and I don’t have any responsibilities. This is not normal for someone of my age and I want to be normal so badly. I despair of myself at times.”

Linden Jacobs, Melbourne