““I used to wish that I would just wake up one day and the bad feeling in my mind would be gone. The heavy, dark, lingering presence that would tell me the moment I woke up that I was going to dread the day ahead. The one that would tell me it was pointless taking any time to get ready in the morning, because I would never look cute enough anyway. There was no point in dieting, because binging was inevitable. As soon as I felt the cravings rise up in my mind, I could not open the cupboard doors fast enough. All I was doing was looking for ways to feed the self-hate and guilt that had grown deep roots within me, unconsciously giving them sustenance to keep them strong.””