The Body Enemy

I’ve long viewed my body as “the enemy.” It started as a child, to be fair, when I was basically told that the things that were happening to me were my fault. I’d never asked for those things to happen, but since they were happening to my body, childish logic deducts that it’s the body’s fault. The body is the enemy. I’ve written before that that’s when my struggle with food, disordered eating and weight began. It was both a survival mechanism, a stress response and a coping mechanism. And there is nothing wrong with that. Nothing. I was a …

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