I never imagined myself becoming anorexic or orthorexic - but hey, who does right?
Even now I don't even truly admit to myself that I am considered anorexic or orthorexic.
I just think of myself as having an extremely low weight with a very strict diet - no salt, sugar or basically anything that's not naturally found in the food itself already. I mean, who needs all that extra stuff right? Let's be clear - it's completely normal to want to eat healthily, and I genuinely enjoy the natural tastes of the food I'm consuming, rather than having it overshadowed by too much salt or seasoning. But I was walking a very fine line between enjoyment and control, and after a while this line got blurred and mashed together. The problem arose when I let that consume my life and rule it.
I'm still fighting myself on this, trying to let go of all my rules that wall me in - it's difficult, but I'm sure I'll get there gradually.
For anyone who's fighting it, know that we are in this together, and every little progress counts.
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A Bone to Pick
Non-FictionMy experience going through the ups and downs of anorexia and orthorexia, detailing the mental and physical effects it had on me. Hopefully it'll help those in the same boat and let them know that they're not alone in their fight.
