I spoke with Jenn on the phone recently. She laughed. She had hope. She planned to write a book. I was going to help her. But, I can’t help her now.
I guess I couldn’t completely help her then. I tried as best as I could. I mailed cards and signed books. I sent encouraging text messages, and we shared many long phone conversations.
Jenn died anyway. An eating disorder took her life at only thirty-two years-old.
Remember why you do what you do
The loss of my friend Jenn is the harshest reminder of why we do what we do. The illness is insidious.
As a field, we have a lot more work to do to ensure that no more lives are lost. We need more research, improved treatment options, and better access to care. We need more people like you— smart, dedicated, and passionate — to join the fight.
If you are reading this, my guess is that you are, in fact, a recovery warrior.
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eating disorders, hope, recovery