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August 28th, 2007

A couple days ago, I was sitting at the cafeteria watching a friend Facebook stalk our guy friend's girlfriend. She clicked on a picture of her in a bikini and goes "OH MY GOD SHE'S LIKE ANOREXIC!"

The sad thing is, she meant it as a compliment. After her outburst I immediately gave her a look and said "What the fuck?" "No no it's a good thing! She's so skinny!"


Has anybody experienced someone else throwing around ED terms, using them for their connotations instead of their denotations? Such as in my example, describing someone to be anorexic just because a slender body type?

Edit: My comeback to these kinds of statements is "Anorexia is a behavior, not a frame."


If you were trying to describe eating disorders to a friend or family member and HAD to use a book and/or movie, what would you use?

I was also wondering if anyone knew of any solid statistics of those who actually (almost 100%) recover from eating disorders. I'm beginning to think that it doesn't happen.

I'm throwing out a line here in hope that somebody somewhere will have been through something similar or will at least have the emotional intelligence to provide me with some coping strategies. I am aware that my overwhelming thoughts are probably triggered by my anxiety and I need a new way to cope - but I also understand that it is a long process, one I already have underway, and I still think there is something more that I need. I'm just not sure what.

I embarked on recovery in February - a good six months ago. I’m so close to being better that I am stamped with ‘recovered’. I'm not sure what that means. I can't talk to my boyfriend because I know he doesn't understand and as wonderful as he is (I owe a lot to him in this recovery) I know he'll just get frustrated, tell me I have a beautiful body and expect that to be enough. If I cry and scream, get hysterical and explain the depth of it all, it will get me no further. He'll just get angry and we'll argue. My mum still feels the need to watch me, and she cares I know, but what can I say to her? They all think that I just need reassurance. I have a large group of friends, all fantastic, but I can't bother them when they think that I am doing so well, and at the end of the day such a huge burden as my recovery is not what they need. Where exactly am I meant to turn? I’m not a risk to myself anymore – I am marginally underweight but I’m nothing to worry about and I’m not even engaging in eating disordered behaviours anymore. Basically, I’m stuck in limbo – that dreadful place where most people relapse.

Counselling isn't an option for at least another month, and my experience with them and psychiatrists (recently) is far from satisfactory. I want to know what I can do when my day is so set on one thing, I have nowhere to turn but my own head, and I am going crazy in the chaos.