Dragging the terrible thing into the light can strip it of its potency. I didn’t get better all at once — it took years for me to stop counting calories, stop needing a system to get through a meal. Years to get my brain back. But I set a change in motion that night, by telling that one person: This is me. I’m not perfect. Can you still love me?
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Thursday, November 17, 2016
Zoe Kazan
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