Introduction

A series of accidents led me down the rabbit hole, but it was by the brute force of my own will that I emerged.

If I am honest, I feel it in my cells still, dormant like a virus, but I do not fear it. I am certainly recovered, but like all ex-addicts still see something lovely and seductive in the lifestyle if I stare too long.

The writings here reflections of my anorexia and recovery through this looking glass.