The wedding industrial complex was going to do everything in its power to convince me I needed to lose weight. And it would take every ounce of will I had to not let it.
There is strength in allowing the people around you to see the darker parts of who you are. If we all hide that, then how can we ever help each other? How can we ever understand? There's a truth behind eating disorders that many are afraid to share, because they're just as ashamed as I was, and I understand that. But it's something we should talk about.
I was tortured by sex when I was a young woman. I went from being an awkward, skinny bookworm to a curvy 16-year-old almost overnight. I wasn't used to attracting male attention and I felt simultaneously powerful and powerless.
I don't know how many people learn about the revolutionary Dorothea Dix in school any more, but for people involved with mental health advocacy, she...
So next time you're standing in front of the mirror and start to go down that path of hating what you see, I want you to stop for a second and close your eyes. Take a few deep breaths and get back in touch with what's truly real in you.
Whatever stage of recovery you might be at, know that freedom from the eating disorder is possible. Freedom can be your reality. No matter where you have been or what you have suffered through, hold on. It gets better. There is a future with you in it that is bright and shining.
What's better than you telling your own story? Other people (correctly) telling your story. This is why you should consider taking your social media strategy offline.
Women come in all kinds of beautiful shapes and sizes. Girls should never feel like their bodies aren't good enough. I was never going to fit the media's beauty standards or my family's, and I finally realized that's OK.
Let's begin to see these bodies for what they can do rather than what they can't, what they have given us rather than what they have withheld, what story they are capable of writing rather than how inadequate they seem.
Healthy Lily James may be, but that is not the message that girls are receiving -- not from the plain, old images they see and certainly not when they hear that an already thin woman needed to avoid food to fit into a costume.
While it's nationally recognized that we are in the midst of an "obesity epidemic," our response remains gravely inadequate. Imagine handling the ebol...
What does it even mean to get one's body "back"? Was it stolen? Did it run away like a lost cat? And did the celebrity on the cover get ALL of it back? Has she inspected herself carefully? Maybe she thinks it's all "back" but there is still a leg or an arm or a pinky toe missing. Look closely, my dear!
I'm the right size for me. No matter what size that is. And so are you. And don't let anyone tell you different.
Why has #FatisNotaFeeling inspired such rage from the Internet trolls? Why are the women behind it meriting hate blogs and Internet stalkers? We're talking about a Facebook emoticon, here -- not a federal law or a constitutional amendment.
The BED diagnosis and meds may be helpful for the few, but will almost surely be misused to mislabel and overtreat the many.
If my daughter had my body, did that mean that she would have an adversarial relationship with her body? Or was it possible that she could retain that natural self-acceptance that children are born with?