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“We both knew what it was to hurt our bodies. It's a strange reason to bond with someone, but I think we both needed to feel understood, and, even though we couldn't love ourselves, we could love each other.”
― Melissa C. Water, Lady Injury

“No food will ever hurt you as much as an unhealthy mind.”
― Brittany Burgunder

“For girls who've been pressured into sex they didn't want, growing into a woman's body can be terrifying. Anorexia and bulimia can be an attempt to say no, to assert control over their changing bodies. Compulsive overeating is another way.”
― Ellen Bass, The Courage to Heal: A Guide for Women Survivors of Child Sexual Abuse

“Let go of toxic control, in order to regain healthy control.”
― Kayla Rose Kotecki

“Her smile didn't mean her suffering was over, but when it appeared it was something beautiful to see; a rare flower.”
― Melissa C. Water, Lady Injury

“No two eating disorders are the same.
No two individuals are the same.
No two paths to recovery are the same.
But everyone's strength to reach recovery IS the same.”
― Brittany Burgunder

“All those posters and PSAs and health class presentations on body image and the way you can burst blood vessels in your face and rupture your esophagus if you can’t stop ramming those sno balls down your throat every night, knowing they’ll have to come back up again, you sad weak girl.
Because of all this, Coach surely can’t tell a girl, a sensitive, body-conscious teenage girl, to get rid of the tender little tuck around her waist, can she?
She can.
Coach can say anything.

And there’s Emily, keening over the toilet bowl after practice, begging me to kick her in the gut so she can expel the rest, all that cookie dough and cool ranch, the smell making me roil. Emily, a girl made entirely of donut sticks, cheese powder, and haribo.
I kick, I do.
She would do the same for me.”
― Megan Abbott, Dare Me

“Find YOUR Balance.”
― Kayla Rose Kotecki, DAMN THE DIETS: WHY "CLEAN EATING" FAILED YOU, HOW FAD DIETS DESTROY YOUR LIFE AND WHAT TO DO TO RECOVER

“But I know that if I don't at least try, I'll stay the way I am till it kills me. Till I kill me, I mean. I never really accept that that's what I'm doing - I say it, but I don't believe it.”
― Deborah Hautzig, Second Star to the Right

“To actually accept that you have an eating disorder or a mental health issue is actually a sign of great, great strength. It is not a sign of weakness at all.”
― Nigel Owens

“Recovery doesn't mean putting your life on hold. Recovery means holding on so you can live your best life.”
― Brittany Burgunder

“yet still I crave the sight of my own hypnotic gaze reflecting out at me from the shared mirror of anorexia and bulimia, number to life and reality, existing only in my self-made tortured state”
― Carol Lee, To Die For

“I decided to say something.
It was through an email, an email to my mom confessing that I had a problem with food, that maybe it was an eating disorder, that I wasn't sure what to do or feel. That yes, I had gained weight, and I was scared, and I was constantly thinking about food.
That it was taking over my life.”
― Rachael Rose Steil, Running in Silence: My Drive for Perfection and the Eating Disorder That Fed It

“I promise no food will ever hurt you as much as a negative mind.”
― Brittany Burgunder

“Find Your Balance.”
― Kayla Kotecki

“You grow bored of these shrines, and you abandon them
because you know for a fact that you will worship
anything you kneel before.
Like God.
Like cock.
Like porcelain.”
― Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever

“She turned to enter a stall, lowered to her knees, and made the familiar pattern of motions, hair pushed back and three fingers snaked into her mouth, repeating nothing in her head as she sang out her stomach. As it splashed and clouded out below her, she remembered how virtuous and light it felt to have done thing. Thought not while you did it. Then you were alone and it always hurt.”
― Tony Tulathimutte, Private Citizens

“PrzeszÅ‚ość jest mojÄ… wielkÄ… bliznÄ…, którÄ… pielÄ™gnujÄ™. MyÅ›lÄ™, że moja bulimia to nie sÄ… zaburzenia odżywiania. Jestem pogodzona z mojÄ… bulimiÄ…. WierzÄ™, że kiedy zwymiotujÄ™ już caÅ‚Ä… przeszÅ‚ość, ona po prostu siÄ™ skoÅ„czy.”
― Dominika DymiÅ„ska, ²Ñ¾±Ä™²õ´Ç

“Days and weeks passed by with changes in seasons and the phases of the moon. But the one thing that remained unmoved and constant was something I told myself every single day, "Amira Kashyap, you are fat!”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“My life was now determined by the number on the scale or the digits behind food containers. But I was completely okay with it as long as my 24â€� waist size never felt even a tad tighter. But if it ever did, hell would freeze over, resulting in 21-day fasts until I felt thin enough.”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“Emma cites the structure of the [Eating Disorder] Unit as being important to her decision to disengage from her illness, and the fact that she felt safe in it, and cared for.
'It was the first time I'd been in an environment where I felt comfortabe with all the people around me. I felt "I can be here and I can talk to anybody" and that was something that had been missing from my life'.”
― Carol Lee, To Die For

“Only skinny enough when starving, only successful enough when exhausted.”
― Bri Lee, Eggshell Skull

“Na Å›rodkowym palcu prawej rÄ™ki zawsze noszÄ™ pierÅ›cionek. Od kilku lat. Kiedy nie czujÄ™ na tym palcu ciężaru, czujÄ™ jego brak. Zanim zacznÄ™ rzygać, zdejmujÄ™ pierÅ›cionek i zakÅ‚adam go na Å›rodkowy palec lewej rÄ™ki. Å»eby go nie ubrudzić. Ten pierÅ›cionek to jedyne piÄ™kno, o jakie wtedy dbam. KiedyÅ› zmieniaÅ‚am miejsce pierÅ›cionka na chwilÄ™, zanim zaczęłam wkÅ‚adać palce do gardÅ‚a. Teraz robiÄ™ to już kiedy zaczynam jeść. Gdyby ktoÅ› o tym wiedziaÅ‚, mógÅ‚by siÄ™ zorientować, co to znaczy, kiedy podczas posiÅ‚ku przekÅ‚adam pierÅ›cionek na lewÄ… dÅ‚oÅ„. Kiedy koÅ„czÄ™ rzygać, najpierw wycieram twarz i pÅ‚uczÄ™ usta. Później zacieram Å›lady i dokÅ‚adnie myjÄ™ rÄ™ce. Na koniec zakÅ‚adam pierÅ›cionek z powrotem na Å›rodkowy palec prawej rÄ™ki. Wszystko wraca na swoje miejsce.”
― Dominika DymiÅ„ska, ²Ñ¾±Ä™²õ´Ç

“Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
who's the skinniest of them all?"
"Not you, Amir, not you.”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“I looked at my reflection in the glass door at the entrance of the house. For the millionth time, I saw something entirely different from what I desperately wished to see. But to be fair, what I wished to see was a replica of the skeletons I had come to worship. I often wondered as to why my eyes couldn't see what the world around me could. Why did my eyes see differently than others?”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“Every day, I saw this new distorted reflection of myself, and everyday, I despised it a little more than the day before. It was uncanny and delusional, my reflection, and I felt this urge to change everything about myself. 'What is happening to me', was a question that remained unanswered for a great amount of time because I was as unaware about it as every other person around me.”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“Whenever I looked at myself in the mirror, I always saw a morbidly obese reflection, while in truth I was achingly underweight. My obsession of looking good corresponded to wanting to look the way skinny models looked in television ads and fashion magazines, the personification of being attractive as described by the world around me.”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“As it turned out, an apple a day did not keep the doctor away, especially if that happened to be the only thing I ate for an entire day.”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“So Amira Kashyap, what’s your story?â€� he asked as he set the big display stopwatch to a designated period of 59 minutes and 59 seconds.
The perfectly tranquil way in which he asked me the question made me slightly nervous, even though I had spent the last few years of my life having imaginary conversations with an imaginary therapist. There were a lot of things I wished to tell him. From wanting to tell him about my first triggers to the very thought of me standing in front of a mirror haunting the living daylights out of me.These were just a couple out of the many thoughts in the archives of my brain. However, my mind went completely blank.
I stammered and hesitated and managed to utter a total of seven words.“I don’t know where to start.�
“Just say the first thing that crosses your mind,� he said.
“I’m scared of food,â€� I blurted.”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“But although my body constantly reminded me that it was starving, the voices inside my mind never gave me permission to satisfy my hunger. At times, I would get affected when people passed statements like, “Why can’t you just eat?â€�
However, I convinced myself that the only person who could understand anorexia was someone who had been through the eating disorder. I chose to remain quiet.”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories