Some things must be written

Thoughts on "Skinnytok" and navigating eating disorder recovery in a thin-obsessed world.

CW: this piece discusses eating disorders at length

“Do you want to get better?” a nurse with kind eyes whom I’ll call Sharon, asked me. I lifted my contempt gaze, one that might’ve made Tyra very proud, from the floor and shrugged.

I didn’t really know what I wanted, but I definitely didn’t want to be there, on the third floor of an office building, in Cleveland, Ohio. It was May 11, 2010. I had just come home from spring semester at college and was supposed to be spending the summer in New York City at a dream fashion internship. I had to back out to seek treatment, and was, understandably, pissed.