IT HAPPENED TO ME: Undergoing Treatment For My Bulimia Put Me Deep In Debt

Undergoing Treatment For My Eating Disorder Put Me In Debt

“And how much do you weigh now, sweetie?”

She was the intake coordinator for an eating disorder treatment program, and still I feared what she would think of the number. I lay slumped against the wall opposite a row of vending machines in a tiny room on the third floor of my dorm, dizzy and so, so ill, and still seared with shame.

I spluttered my weight into the phone and gritted my teeth. There’s not much that compares to that kind of visceral disgust, at least not for me; I was ashamed to be literally bleeding inside and not even have thinness to show for it.

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