Seen and Heard:Teenagers Talk About Their Lives by Mary Motley Kalergis

teens with anorexia need support from mother and other family"It’s hard, because we live in a society that worships thinness, so I still equate skinniness with goodness and fat with badness. Most teenage girls struggle with feeling good about their bodies.  My body was changing and my family was falling apart. The one thing I could control is how much food I ate and weight loss became some sort of twisted triumph."                                                                                                                          Genny Munn (14)

I call my eating disorder "Ed", and I’ve learned how not to listen to that craziness and not abuse my body.  It’s hard, because we live in a society that worships thinness, so I still equate skinniness with goodness and fat with badness.   Most teenage girls struggle with feeling good about their bodies.  I mean, very few girls are pencil thin with large breasts like the models in the magazines or movie stars.  You start to think, "If I looked like them, I wouldn’t have any problems."  For anorexic girls, it’s not a quest for some ideal of beauty as much as a struggle for control.  My body was changing and my family was falling apart.  The one thing I could control is how much food I ate and weight loss became some sort of twisted triumph.  Even though I’m eating now, I’m still not completely at peace with my relationship with food.  But when I do eat now, food tastes really wonderful to me, after depriving myself for so long.  I expect I’ll always be terrified of becoming fat.  Some of my friends from the anorexic clinic still haven’t learned that there’s so much more to life than a scale.   I missed a lot of things last year and I’m grateful to be living at home, going to school and having friends.  "Ed" is still in the background noise of my life, but the disease is not my whole life any more.  When "Ed" runs your life, you can’t have a life outside of your obsession with weight loss.   You’re too self-absorbed to be a good daughter, sister or friend.  You hate yourself.  Few people understand that.

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