I Don’t Want to Lose Another Summer to Body Insecurity
<p>This awareness escalated with ease into an eating disorder by the age of fifteen, which took over every inch of my existence and stole years of my life. Even now, when I’m in a better place, able to both eat and exercise for pleasure, <a href="https://symptomsofliving.com/blog/my-eating-disorder-feels-like-a-broken-limb/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">it will always claim rent-free space in my mind</a>. Even now, when I’m supposedly better, I can’t enjoy summer without the threat of people realising I’m fat.</p>
<p>Somehow it feels okay to be my size when I cover it strategically. When the right pair of dark high-waisted pants and a tucked-in t-shirt can almost fool people into mistaking my size. But in summer, we lose this opportunity to trick people, and so the fear begins.</p>
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