by Leslie Lane   —   

When I was younger, I rarely felt shy or socially isolated.  As my eating disorder became full blown, I found myself struggling more and more when out in the world.  Even when my weight was stable, I felt uneasy around others and always felt as if I were being watched.  Increasingly I had the urge to hide myself and just stay at home and away from the eye of the public.  As time passed, I broke off friendships and even felt strained with some of my family.Continue Reading

by Leslie Lane   —   

Behaviors that I developed over the years, ones that are constantly used by people who don’t have diagnosed eating disorders, had been killing me for years. I’m not talking about just binging, purging and restricting. The way I engaged on an emotional level with my body for so many years was so negative that I am honestly shocked to find myself still standing. Ultimately, each and every day, I committed terrible hate crimes against myself due to the way I perceived myself to look. I am embarrassed to recall some of the terribly destructive things that I said to myself before I had even opened my eyes for the day.Continue Reading

by Leslie Lane   —   

The other day something awful happened to me. I was driving and accidentally cut someone off.
Instead of being slightly annoyed, the other driver was enraged. He opened his window and pulled up to the side of my car and yelled, “Go ahead, FATTY!” His words and tone emitted such hatred that it felt almost criminal. All of the little hairs on my body stood at end as shock coursed through my being.Continue Reading