When I was actively bulimic (obsessed with nothing but food, eating all day long), and people would tell me that I was too harsh with myself, it made absolutely no sense to me. «Why on earth would I be self-caring and kind to myself, when I am unable to achieve anything at all, when I […]Read More
Dear readers, please let me begin with this little preamble 🙂 As some of you might know, I am not a native English-speaker. Even though I learnt my lessons very seriously at school, my English can sometimes be approximative !(also, I am French and we don’t have the reputation of being the best language learners, […]Read More
We bulimic people are almost like everyone else. From the outside, we can give the impression to be pretty well-balanced, confident about our lives and futures, successful in our careers. There sure is a little weird feeling about us (we are often told that we are different), but it isn’t really striking, especially when the relationships remains superficial.
We are pretty much like aliens amongst humans : while possessing every attribute of normality, we don’t really fit in the context.Read More