: About Me

My therapist stared blankly at me as I babbled about my love life and school and my mother. Finally she cut me off - ahah, she was listening. "Can you eat a meal without feeling guilty?", she asked. I squirmed in my seat. "Yes!", I answered. "No", I answered. "Well maybe." Finally I conceded with a resounding NO. It was true. Since college, I can not remember a single dinner where I did not complain or take an ant-acid or diuretic or even worse try to throw it up. For years I had joked that I had been an unsuccessful bulimic because I didn't like the feeling of throwing up. But the truth w...