The next task ahead of me is telling someone in my family. Since I’ll be leaving for the wilds of northern Ontario at the end of this week, I can’t put off the decision any longer. Who to tell?
Day 63: Being Understood

The next task ahead of me is telling someone in my family. Since I’ll be leaving for the wilds of northern Ontario at the end of this week, I can’t put off the decision any longer. Who to tell?
As a kid, I never understood the story of Lot’s wife: the woman who looked back at Sodom as it was being destroyed, and was turned into a pillar of salt. What was so bad about looking behind her? It
This is it. I’m jumping in.
I know – there’s no such thing as Day 0. Just bear with me. Really, there is a reason for this. Hi there. My name is Carla. I’m 35 years old. And I have an eating disorder. I have been