cat marnell
And I'd rather be on a rooftop smoking angel dust than writing this post.
diets
My office has just launched a brand new weight loss incentive. While participation is not mandatory (thank god), its presence has made a discernible impact around the office.
body politics
Heather my love, there's a new unreasonable idealized beauty standard in town.
eating disorders
Making rent each month meant planning every expense down to the cent and food was one of the only things that wasn't a fixed cost. So increasingly I found myself cutting it out of my budget, and just not organizing to have something to eat every day.
eating disorders
In the third installment of a never-ending series, I attempt to talk Emily out of going back to Weight Watchers.
feminism
When people can’t even engage respectfully with a woman saying she’s harmed by something people in her environment are doing, it’s kind of impossible to hope for any meaningful change.
body image
UGH, I’m getting all serious again. Sorry, but stomach flu just isn’t conducive to beauty writing. This will be brief!
body talk
Food (and alcohol) are often problematic parts of office culture, especially if you have any kind of issue with them.
anti-diet
bulimia
eating disorders
There's no real name for just not eating if you're fat. Mostly there is this idea that, if you are fat, not eating is precisely what you should be doing.
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Dec 14, 2012 at 10:00am | 231 comments

conde nast
I spent three hours chatting with xoJane readers last night on the internet -- and WILDLY enjoyed every second. Obsessed with you guys!
body issues
Slowly, I began to feel uncomfortable eating junk around Nick. He would be slamming down protein shakes, growing bigger and stronger, while I remained small and soft and unsure of what to do with this vast difference in body type.
eating
From the moment I’m seated at a restaurant, I feel like all eyes are on me.
body politics
Food is not my enemy, not anymore. So why do I still feel the urge to capture it and lock it up in my kitchen like a prisoner of war?
anorexia
No matter how careful I am during the day, in a cubicle, or in with a group of girlfriends at dinner, there is some part of me that knows when I am alone and I can and will buy and eat an entire box of Fig Newtons and a whole sack of Cheeze-Its.
disordered eating
It wasn’t until months after I left OA that I finally challenged the validity and utility of my “Eating Disorder” label. Is identifying myself as an “Eating Disordered” person for the rest of my life really serving me?
bulimia
I could sit here, burping, with my stretched stomach pressing against my waistband, hating myself for a few hours. Or I could just stick my finger down my throat -- so easy, like nothing ever happened!
eating disorders
I get that it can be challenging -- and frustrating -- to deal with a friend who is sick.
heroin
Underweight and underslept seemed good on catwalks but it was not nice, it was not glamorous and it did not make me feel good.
body image
The intentions behind this movement may be well-meaning, but we all know what the road to hell is paved with.
ihtm
Eating again was confusing at first -- after not listening to my body for so long, I honestly couldn’t tell the difference between when I was hungry and when I was full.