


Yet eating disorders are so incredibly individual. Was I not thin enough to warrant their worry? Like Jennifer, I sought help on my own, although I attended an outpatient support group rather than admitting myself to a hospital. I was proud of how well I hid it from them and a little bothered that they hadn't noticed. Like Jennifer, my parents were not aware of my eating disorder.

And I knew then that maybe I could read it. Then Jen started to speak and she spoke about all my fears and how careful she had been to not add tips and tricks (because she too read eating disorder books as guides) and how she never wrote down weights. I attended the book launch for this book and even though I bought the book, I did so mostly out of support, still unsure if I would be able to read this book. When I was struggling with anorexia, books were the first place I went to get tips and tricks. It's that I have spent most of my adult life being very careful to avoid anything that would trigger my own eating disorder.

I absolutely love the author and her books. When I first became aware of this book's existence, my very first thought was, "I'm not going to read that."It's not because I thought the book sounded bad. Forced to examine her relationship with her parents, friends, and herself, Jennifer slowly begins to find herself again. The treatment program is insane, but Jennifer knows that this place will save her life. One of the nurses hates her and is accusing her of all kinds of terrible things. In here she isn't even allowed to go to the bathroom on her own. Once there though, Jennifer starts to think she has made a horrible mistake. Still they drive an hour and a half to the Samuel Tuke Center where the doctors confirm that yes, Jennifer is sick. When fifteen-year-old Jennifer tells her family that she has an eating disorder and wants to be admitted to a hospital for eating disorders, her family doesn't believe her.
