Grief, ED recovery, Mental Health and all the lovely things that give my Sisyphean rock meaning
Anorexia isn’t glamorous. It’s painful, exhausting, and deadly. I’m always freezing, my hair is falling out, my body hurts from being too bony, and food is all I think about. I can’t focus, I can’t sleep, and yet I still can’t make myself eat more. This is my reality.
Eating disorders are some of the most misunderstood mental illnesses out there. If I had a pound for every myth I’ve heard, I’d be writing this from my mansion, not my council flat. From “anorexia is about vanity” to “people with EDs are fatphobic,” let’s dismantle these harmful misconceptions—angrily.
Supporting someone with an eating disorder isn’t about knowing all the right things to say—it’s about being there. Small actions, like respecting their boundaries, avoiding food comments, and showing kindness, matter more than you think. Recovery is hard, but knowing someone sees you beyond the illness makes all the difference.
Absurd Universe 