A year ago, a medical student told us about living with an eating disorder. Has anything changed since then?
Since I last wrote, much has changed.1 My deceitful shadow, my manipulative gremlin, my dark voice, my intrepid black silhouette, however you wish to name my eating disorder, it's still with me. But my Ed, as I choose to call him, has mellowed, has relaxed, and has taken some leave. My journey with Ed continues and evolves. The most important thing for me at the moment is to share my experiences, to open people's eyes, to raise awareness, and to look to my future.
If you remember, the last time I wrote of Ed, my life was only medicine and him. No time and no brain space for friends, family, pleasure, and life. Just as medicine can be all consuming, Ed fights to make sure that he is number one, top of any agenda, and comes before everything and everybody. Living with Ed is sheer hell both for Ed's victim