65154) It’s sad that before getting an ED, you can be so many things: a dancer, an artist, a smart girl, a sport player, a fashionista, a writer, etc. You can have likes, and dislikes, and hobbies, and passions, and fears. But once you have an ED, it defines you; you’re only that girl/boy with the ED. It’s all that matters in your life and it takes over your social life, your job/education, your thoughts, your personality. You’re so empty, full of your disorder.
Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you apart.