163 Quotes About Anorexia
- Author Alice Jamieson
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Weird? Absurd? That’s how it seemed to me. I had these forces, these compunctions, these alternative personalities inside me, driving me. It was like being a jack-in-the-box and I was unsure which personality was going to jump out next: Billy, who thought of himself as a cowboy or a terrorist; Kato the cutter; anorexic Shirley, whose only self-indulgence was binge drinking and the occasional salad sandwich. I didn’t dislike Shirley. I was afraid of her. Shirley knew things I didn’t.
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- Author Vincent Okay Nwachukwu
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To rely on luck and confront a lion is a suicide mission. You have to be a ‘lion’ to combat a lion. Even a lion suffering from diarrhea and anorexia is still a formidable opponent.
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- Author Kate M. Taylor
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Even with friends, I had difficulty giving or receiving physical affection, although I secretly craved it.
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- Author J.P. Delaney
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Sometimes it's as if I can shrink away to nothing. Sometimes I feel as pure and perfect as a ghost. The hunger, the headaches, the dizziness—these are the only things that are real.
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- Author Steven Levenkron
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She'd lost two more pounds. A picture of the models she'd cut out of the magazine flashed through Kessa's mind. And the winner is... seventy-three!
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- Author Bethany Pierce
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If you put the wrong foods in your body, you are contaminated and dirty and your stomach swells. Then the voice says, Why did you do that? Don't you know better? Ugly and wicked, you are disgusting to me.
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- Author Bethany Pierce
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My reflection followed me mercilessly in mirrors, car doors, shop windows. I lived in a world of circus mirrors, the grotesque distortion of my body looking back at me everywhere.
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- Author Insha Juneja
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Mirror, Mirror on the wall,who's the skinniest of them all?""Not you, Amir, not you.
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- Author Insha Juneja
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I looked at my reflection in the glass door at the entrance of the house. For the millionth time, I saw something entirely different from what I desperately wished to see. But to be fair, what I wished to see was a replica of the skeletons I had come to worship. I often wondered as to why my eyes couldn't see what the world around me could. Why did my eyes see differently than others?
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