Thanksgiving posts have taken over the internet, and everywhere I look I am confronted with pictures of food.
When I was anorexic, Thanksgiving was my least favorite holiday. My extended family got together, and someone always made pie that not only had half the calories of my daily self-imposed limit, but also came attached with happy childhood memories and the knowledge it was made by someone I loved very much.
Holidays can be hard for any number of reasons, but for anorexics and their peo...
Published on November 14, 2013 11:35