Thintopia

I was caught by surprise when I was reminded about eating disorders. Specifically mine. Twice today; twice in one day. (I said no to ice cream.)

It all started with Ding-Dongs. I was at a meeting, and, someone, for some ungodly reason, brought a dozen Ding-Dongs. As tempting as the highly hydrogenated snack sounded, I was able to decline. Years ago, I loved the chocolate confection as it tasted as good coming up as it did going down.

According to the New York Times, there are support groups for people who think that the government is stocking them in red and white sedans. Those groups have resources and support networks which can be found online. They are like the pro-ana sites, which are also full of resources, tips, and support.

I caved and googled "thinspiration."

My inspiration is in not ever being that sick ever again, in not having to portion out an apple into my alloted daily serving of four meals of two slices each, of not having to throw food away, of not having to brush my teeth seven times between morning and night.

Skipping meals, wrestling nausea and vertigo, being acute.