It was 2014 and I had been hospitalized for depression not an eating disorder. Yet the doctors made it very clear to me that if I wasn't eating the hospital food, I had an eating disorder. My question is, who likes the hospital food? My roommate and I came up with a plan that anytime a nurse came into our room I would take out my goldfish crackers that my mom brought me and I would snack on those. At the time, I had no relationship with any eating disorder. And not in a million years did I ever think I would struggle with one. The doctors were simply wrong in that moment but this was my first introduction to someone assuming I had an eating disorder based upon my appearance.
Eating Disorder Awareness Week – My Story
annie snyder 