I felt like my life was a constant struggle for survival. I wasn’t able to participate and enjoy things with others. I wasn’t able to be ‘normal’. I wasn’t happy with myself and pretty soon after I wasn’t happy with other people. I locked myself into isolation with my best friend and enemy: food.
I simply wasn’t able to conform to the ‘rules’ of life. I didn’t know how. I felt it was too complicated, too strange and I was too anxious. What was normal? What did I want? What did others think? So many choices to be made, so many steps to be taken and so many liabilities and expectations. It slowly got through to me that I needed help.