It’s Not Just Skin and Bones: The True Face of Eating Disorders

A young girl places herself strategically in front of the mirror, sideways, so that the incoming light accentuates the hollow crevices between her ribs. Her frail figure barely stays upright as she sucks deep into her diaphragm, and each protruding segment of her rib cage reminds you of the human skeletal model that hung in front of your biology classroom — limp and lifeless.

I can tell you this right now. My eating disorder never looked like this.