I was so nervous about turning it in! What if people didn't like it? What if they guessed that I was bulimic because of the story?
But no one did, not even my friend who I told I had had an ED.
And people didn't seem to think the story was that bad.
One comment that I found interesting was that my teacher said she had read lots of stories about bulimia or anorexia. I was surprised, mostly because I didn't think there were so many girls with EDs. Of course, healthy people could certainly write about them, but I just didn't think there was that much in the literature.
What this experience has taught me is that I really am not alone in my struggle. Surely some of those other people have dealt with EDs just as I have, which is why they chose to write about them.
It also reminds me of the INVISIBLITY CLAUSE: if you don't tell people directly, they will not realize you have bulimia.
Now. What should my next story be about?