Here, if you’re going to be mentally ill, you’d better pray that you’re the ‘right’ type of mentally ill.
Inside one young woman’s motivation to help the deeply religious overcome their eating disorders.
Throughout college, I struggled with an eating disorder. In many ways, it first manifested itself during Yom Kippur freshman year.
Once again, a mass shooting tragedy has captured the nation’s attention. Once again, the question everyone wants answered is: Why? What drove Aaron Alexis to do something so awful, so incomprehensible, and seemingly so senseless? We all want to know why he did it because we want to know if there’s something we could have done to see it coming — something we can do to prevent it from happening again.
Eight days without leavened bread is no easy task for any Jew. No whole-wheat bagels with scallion cream cheese! No chewy chocolate chip cookies! No soy sauced-drenched rice! But it is especially trying for me; I am 29 years old and eight years recovered from a decade-long eating disorder. Each year, Passover’s food restrictions — a triggering behavior for any recovered bulimic or anorexic — challenges my footing.
An inquest concluded that Grammy Award-winning Jewish soul singer Amy Winehouse died of consuming too much alcohol.
Most Sundays I do laundry, or have brunch, or see a movie. But I spent this past Sunday immersed in various forms of female teenage angst, and what I came away with was that more boys and men should have been there with me.