By the time I was 11 I'd already experienced depression, anxiety, social anxiety, self-harm, binge eating disorder, and anorexia nervosa.
Great. I'm messed up.
But anorexia was the worst. It was never really that severe, my love for food never let me get that far. But it was the constant counting of calories and the obsession over trying to estimate how many calories are in something when my mom made the meal and I didn't know. I still have anorexia but at least now I know it, and I'm slowly recovering. Anybody been through something similar?