Let’s stop measuring anorexia in the circumferences of thighs and BMIs and how many strands of your hair fall out every day. Instead we should measure the severity of the illness on the impact it has on the family and friends of the sufferer. I think alot of us forget that anorexia is an illness of multiple victims; you don’t have to be the one with the diagnosis to suffer terribly.
I write this after a fight with my parents. I can’t hug them. I can’t say goodnight to them. I can’t be kind to them. I hurt them because I can. And worst of all I don’t seem to care. Surely this, if anything, is the way the severity of this bitch of a mental illness should be measured.