ED Chronicles

This is chronicles of an anorexia. I say "an" because it is telling the story of one unique experience. The roots of causation, the spread of the illness and the manifestations and impact it leaves on those in her wake. This story is told out of chronological order, with the journey of the character diverging into three separate imagined outcomes. Each of these three possibilities are written in a disjointed simultaneous fashion-- however, they cannot coexist. The way the story ends is up to the choices made in the moments and scenes throughout every page and every chapter. Anorexia loves to nostalgia. Therefore these chronicles are an intermingling of the past and present, looping in and out in fear and desire of an enigmatic future. Its part diary part narrative part self-help, jumping from poetry to prose to stream of consciousness.

Recovery is not a single jolt of realization or inspiration. It is the constant fight every moment of everyday. The continuous and untiring revolt against any indication Ana is rearing her ugly head. Anorexia is like a chronic parasite. Recovery is choosing to peel the leech teethed to your skin again and again, only for it to attach and attempt to drain you at the next opportunity. It's painful and ugly. But it is not impossible. Every time that leech is peeled off and flung away, it loses some of its bite. Every bite you take allows a little more of life to be your own again. Keep biting. Keep fighting.