Escaping Chuck
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Kumpleto Wed, Sep 26, 20181h 23m
In the summer of 2017, I went on a diet. Unfortunately, that diet took over me and I lost almost half my weight. That diet turned into an eating disorder that almost killed me. Luckily, I had a great support system and an amazing team of doctors, so I was able to have a somewhat speedy recovery. I wrote all about my experiences and though personal, I do hope that I am able to help some people that are going through the same thing.
Eating disorders can happen to anyone, regardless of race, sexuality, ethnicity, age, gender, etc.
If you or anyone you know is suffering from an eating disorder, call the national eating disorder helpline 1-800-931-2237.
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