I overcame anorexia despite its taboo in my Asian community



It was my last weigh-in of the month. I was a sophomore in high school and had been going to the doctor’s office every week since I was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa that year. 

I distinctly remember drinking a lot of water and eating salt right before the weigh-in, thinking it would make me retain enough water to artificially drive up the number on the scale. It did not work

Regardless, the first step toward recovery is recognition of the problem, and I knew that I had unhealthy relationship with food.

After the weigh-in, my doctor sat me down. We analyzed my food diary and talked about what was going on in my life and how I felt. Talking with an understanding, nonjudgmental professional was very therapeutic. There was a cultural and generational divide between my parents and me, and it was difficult for us to see eye to eye. While my mother was supportive of my many doctor visits, my father did not acknowledge my diagnosis, as he did not believe in psychological disorders. Furthermore, because food is such an integral part of the Chinese culture and my parents grew up during a time in which food was scarce and rationed by the Chinese government, my father could not fathom how I could be so wasteful and unappreciative of the abundance of food. Read more…

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