5 Quotes by Michelle Stewart

I resist change of all kinds. I crave it constantly, but when it comes down to it, I am usually either too afraid or too resigned to leap.

How do I feel? I feel like saying nothing but “I am sorry” and “I love you”—it is all that really seems necessary.How do I feel? I feel like throwing away anything that would remind you of me, any trace that I was here. I feel like crawling under the sheets with my books around me on the bed, and just staying there.

If you don't fall in that category [those with an active eating disorder], you might not truly understand how numbers work on the disordered brain. They read like challenges, or some kind of heavenly ordained permission to drop down to a lower weight than whatever plateau you may be hovering on.

Well-meaning people in my life have suggested I should buck up and fight it. To them I gently say, I have been fighting my body for decades now and I am beyond tired.

I was hungry to be thin, rail-thin, skeletal. Bones clicking on bones, sinew on sinew.