21F currently in recovery after a 10 year long battle with anorexia. first realized I was struggling when food and exercise started to become priority over friends, family, and loved ones in my life. I was lying to them, hiding uneaten meals, and isolating myself from them in order to more easily be able to engage in my eating disorder. The real tipping point for me came when I missed the going away party for the girl who has been my best friend for over 10 years (she was going away for a 6 month trip abroad) because I wouldn’t as a result of attending be able to work out that day, and her party would have ‘bad’ food there that I ‘didn’t trust myself around’. Not one of my proudest moments, in fact it’s one that I feel horrendously guilty about to this day. Eating disorders often creep up really inconspicuously, but even in that moment I realized those thoughts were in no way aligned with myself as a person and what I truly wanted, and that I clearly had a problem which needed to be addressed. Went into treatment a few weeks later and while it is still a daily struggle, I have been in recovery ever since :)