"Having an eating disorder is like being unable to stop touching a hot stove. You get burned over and over again, and yet, your brain continues to tell you to touch the red hot surface, even after your hand is blistered and destroyed. People look at you like you’re crazy, because they will never understand why you do it, because they know it’s completely illogical, but are powerless to stop you. And when you put your hand on the stove and hear the sizzle of your skin melting and the smell of flesh burning, you take your hand back and cry. You put it under cold water to sooth it, but the water dripping down your hand doesn’t stop the tears dripping down your face, because you know it will only be time before you touch the stove again."
Note to self: don’t check credit card balance unless you want to have a breakdown