Aubrey Powell

How My Eating Disorder Saved Me

Eating disorders are strange beasts. They come in all shapes and sizes. Mine came in the form of a huge black mass. Something indescribably dark and consuming. It sat on my chest and weighed me down. It drowned me like an anchor chained to my ankles, pulling me deeper and deeper into an ocean of pain. It bore into my soul until there was only a shadow of me left. It could have killed me.