This is a story about a girl and her eating disorder. More specifically, it’s a story about the last five(ish) years of my life; years characterized mainly by succumbing to, living with, and recovering from, anorexia nervosa. In an effort not to trigger or encourage any sort of comparison, this story contains no numbers and no pictures… just a simple (albeit long) verbal account of what I can remember of my struggles and victories. If you take anything from my story, let it be this – a happy life after anorexia is possible, even when you have to claw your way up from rock bottom.
In many ways, sex addiction is like other compulsive behaviors. This type of addiction can potentially destroy an otherwise normal, life-enhancing activity. Consuming patterns of