Shattering my Porcelain God

I once worshipped a porcelain god. Throughout the day I bowed down to my god in addictive reverence.  During high school, I secretly grappled with bulimia. On the outside, I was a straight-A student who was always smiling and laughing.  On the inside a demon was taking over, eroding my teeth and gums, leaving my throat raw and transforming me from a happy young woman to someone sad, shameful and scared. ...more

I've struggled with bulimia myself so I can completely relate to this post. Thanks for sharing ...more