Eating disorders are very "behind closed doors" afflictions. I can't tell you how many times a parent has told me, "I had no idea." And frequently that "aha" moment comes at a startlingly late stage of the illness' progression.
After accepting my diagnosis, anorexia seemed like the one special thing about me. "Recovery" seemed synonymous with "fatness," "failure" and "mediocrity." When my therapist threatened hospitalization, I lied, promising to gain necessary weight.
For years I've written, spoke, taught and trained about the importance of understanding one's self-worth. I even coined the phrase that self-worth is one element of the equation that makes for self-esteem: Self-confidence plus self-worth equals self-esteem.
Though we have a super-sized appetite for fast food, the national malady has more to do with our spiritual connections: how we live, who we are, how we think, how we love, how we face fear, how we die.