I got up in the dark of 5 am, put on my workout clothes that were stacked on my bathroom counter as usual, glanced in
I used to be the Queen of Calories. I could look at a plate of food and intuitively know how many calories I was consuming.
May I pause to reassure you of a few things when fighting an eating disorder on the day after Christmas: You are not defined by
I fought a chicken nugget and the chicken almost won. And that was the moment I realized, fists up, game face on, power behind the