christmas is all about spending time with your loved ones and making memories that will grow old with you. But for someone with an eating disorder its all about the food.. last year i was in the clutches of anorexia and christmas was taken away from me, i couldnt go out because i was too cold and i didnt want to socialise with anyone. I wouldnt go and visit my family and my parents were lucky to get two words out of me, i spent the entire duration finding ways to avoid people and food. usually i would dive face first into the box of heroes and celebrations and all the galaxy caramels would be gone within a heartbeat (seriously, is there a better chocolate than galaxy caramel?) i would sit down and pile food onto my plate without a second thought, and then even though i was full to the brim i would still find room for more chocolates and a big slice of gateau, heaven! but this christmas i dreaded christmas day, i knew i was expected to eat and i just couldnt face it. my christ
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