Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and BulimiaWhy would a talented young woman enter into a torrid affair with hunger, drugs, sex, and death? Through five lengthy hospital stays, endless therapy, and the loss of family, friends, jobs, and all sense of what it means to be "normal," Marya Hornbacher lovingly embraced her anorexia and bulimia -- until a particularly horrifying bout with the disease in college put the romance of wasting away to rest forever. A vivid, honest, and emotionally wrenching memoir, Wasted is the story of one woman's travels to reality's darker side -- and her decision to find her way back on her own terms. |
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... bathroom. I live in a house, not a hospital. I am able to live day to day regardless of whether or not, on a given morning, I feel that my butt has magically expanded overnight. This was not always the case. There was a time when I was ...
... bathroom. I live in a house, not a hospital. I am able to live day to day regardless of whether or not, on a given morning, I feel that my butt has magically expanded overnight. This was not always the case. There was a time when I was ...
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... bathroom, shutting the door, putting the toilet seat up, pulling my braids back with one hand, sticking my first two fingers down my throat, and throwing up until I spat blood. Flushing the toilet, washing my hands and face, smoothing ...
... bathroom, shutting the door, putting the toilet seat up, pulling my braids back with one hand, sticking my first two fingers down my throat, and throwing up until I spat blood. Flushing the toilet, washing my hands and face, smoothing ...
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... bathroom, shutting the door, putting the toilet seat up, pulling my braids back with one hand, sticking my first two fingers down my throat, and throwing up until I spat blood. Flushing the toilet, washing my hands and face, smoothing ...
... bathroom, shutting the door, putting the toilet seat up, pulling my braids back with one hand, sticking my first two fingers down my throat, and throwing up until I spat blood. Flushing the toilet, washing my hands and face, smoothing ...
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... bathroom mirror singing and playing dress up by myself, digging through my mother's huge magical box of stage makeup that sighed a musty perfumed breath when you opened its brass latch. I painted my face with elaborate greens and blues ...
... bathroom mirror singing and playing dress up by myself, digging through my mother's huge magical box of stage makeup that sighed a musty perfumed breath when you opened its brass latch. I painted my face with elaborate greens and blues ...
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... bathroom, stood on the sink, stared at the body before me, and cried. And then pinched myself hard, telling myself to quit being a baby. Crybaby, I thought. Fat little pig. The patterns in eatingdisordered families are, in some senses ...
... bathroom, stood on the sink, stared at the body before me, and cried. And then pinched myself hard, telling myself to quit being a baby. Crybaby, I thought. Fat little pig. The patterns in eatingdisordered families are, in some senses ...
Contents
Bulimia | |
The Actors Part | |
Interlude | |
Persephone Herself Is but a Voice | |
Interlude | |
7Waiting for Godot | |
Interlude | |
Afterword | |
Bibliography | |
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