" I’d rather be alive than thin. Thin, for me, was tired and flaky. My skin was dry, my hair falling out, no sleep, no energy, no motivation. My muscles were beginning to waste away and I said no to my body when it was screaming for nourishment… Thin was hell. Thin was doctors and lectures and an ocean of tears. Today, thin is still what half my mind wants, but the other half is stronger and says “you can recover. you can learn to live again.” I’ll take this life over being thin any day. "