Eating Disorders Self Analysis

Hello everyone. My name is Ruth and I want to talk to you guys about eating disorders. An eating disorder is essentially an illness that disrupts a person’s every day diet which can cause a person to pretty much stop eating or over eat, depending on the illness. These illnesses are more apparent in the teenage years and in to young adulthood (Pinel, 2011), which makes sense because this is when we start becoming more aware of our bodies as well as other people’s bodies. We might want to look like the model we just saw on TV and will do anything to get that body, right? But an eating disorder is not the way to go; we will get in to the effects of

Ever since I have been in school I was always the “bigger girl” of all my friends. I constantly wished I could look like them, and fit into the same clothing that they wore. I know that sounds silly and when I look back at it now it was absurd, I was young and did not know any better. I struggled through middle school, and then high school took effect. I pushed myself so hard to lose weight, to reach my goals, to finally be happy with myself. I ended up losing twenty pounds. Back then that still was not satisfying enough for me; I was obsessive about the number I would see when I stepped onto that scale. I wanted more! That was then and this is now. Being twenty years old, I wish I could go back to that weight I was in high school, but not having that negative unhealthy attitude towards myself. A negative mind is never going to give you a positive life. As a college student I am always busy and on the go, I sometimes lose track of what food I am putting into my body, and how I am putting that food into my body. This book put a different perspective into my mind, and made me realize that I needed to change something in order for me to be happy with myself again. One specific part of the book really caught my attention. It is titled,

My weight never once had a part in any of these life decisions. We are now currently in the spring semester of my first year of college and I am finally realizing something. My weight is not a reflection of my mood. Ten year old me would have never believed that the word “obese” was not the worst word she would or could be called in her lifetime. Twelve year old me would have never guessed that a girl her size could get a boy a zillion times better than Austin, a boy named Travis who tells her he loves her every chance he gets. Sixteen year old me only assumed that the weight loss that she had lost was only the product of a sport that she no longer played, but now she is under the goal that she had set for herself when she was at her worst and is still working towards losing more. I am currently eighteen and I have learned two things. Everyone’s thighs jiggle when they run and that assuming things about the future does make an ass out of you and me. I still binge on fast food sometimes, and say hateful things to myself in the mirror too. I am only human. My diet is also healthier; I exercise frequently, and try to smile more often. Although my weight is still something I believe I could work on, it is no longer in control of how I feel. I am, and that's just a bittersweet

In fourth grade a boy in my class was listing the prettiest girls in the class. He told me, "You would have been on that list if you were skinny." Those words hurt me; they made me think that I could not be beautiful the way I was. I started paying more attention to the

What I had was a body, a body with a heart, brain, liver, kidneys, and blood that pumped through every fiber of my being. Anorexia nervosa attempted to destroy what I had, but I refused to let it. I made a promise to myself that every mirror I encountered I would point out what I did have and not what I didn’t have. However, which each look I took Ed tried to show me a different picture of myself. I had a hard time trying to find the right picture, the one I knew was the true me. I had to teach myself that a perfect body is not what I truly wanted. What I wanted was a healthy body. Health in today’s society has taken on a different meaning. Images of young women in magazines are whom we perceive as healthy. However, I learned that true health couldn’t be shown in an image. Instead it's our internal rather than our external of our bodies that show true health. Teaching myself that was difficult, but by doing so I taught myself confidence. I now look inside myself for who I am, rather than judging what I see on the outside. I’ve learned a lesson most women never learn. Becoming grateful of what I do have, I learned to be confident. I am more self-assured today, than I was two years ago. Gratitude has served as a constant reminder in my life. Whether my body be shamed or admired, I know it’s richness, it’s intents, and it's

Eating disorders are common, relatively chronic and potentially life-threatening psychiatric disorders conditions primarily affecting young women. Eating disorders are also associated with psychological suffering, acute and long-term health impairments, a high rate of suicide attempts as well as an increased risk of mortality early detection and treatment improve the prognosis, but the presentation of eating disorders is often cryptic. This paper will compare the constructs of two assessment tools and examine the key test measurement constructs of reliability and validity for each assessment tool use in eating disorders. The Eating Disorder Inventory-3 (EDI-3) and the “Eating Disorder Examination-Questionnaire (EDE-Q)” acre commonly used assessments

I despised myself for being different. All I ever wanted was to fit in, but I couldn't even do that... Because in my mind it would taunt me constantly, just saying I'm worthless and everyone thinks I'm weird or ugly, a show-off... It just seemed to never end. All this feeling caused was poison to relationships with friends and family, low self-esteem, isolation, shyness, and mumbling and simply not enjoying life as a kid. Even though after years of going through therapy and fighting with my parents a lot and having to grow up too soon. It felt as if I were being trapped in a bird cage while the outside's beauty just mocked you, while you're just cooped up in misery and desperately wanting to fly away. Majority time I always had this current state of mind thinking of just wanting to fade away from this world and not looking back and wondering if people would even notice when I'm gone.Rather than allowing this awful depression to spiral my life out of control, I decided that I was not going to let it get in the way of my goals for the future. The decision I made 4 years ago to start appreciating life still remains today and my outlook has changed on the whole situation

As a teen and young adult, I lived my life in secrecy, silence, and shame. From the ages of fourteen to twenty-one, I was kept under the frigid thumb of my former swim coach, who had groomed me as a minor into a physically abusive relationship that did not end until I graduated college. As a result, I became emotionally distant from my friends and family. I coped with my anxiety through disordered eating, switching between anorexia and bulimia for months at a time. Unable to live in crippling depression any longer, I attempted to end my life on several occasions.

I feel at times the biggest person on the face of the earth. Whenever I hear some person bring up anything related to obesity, I feel as though they are talking about me. If I happen to come across a news coverage about the epidemic of obesity in the world on the news, such as on WAFB, WBRZ or CNN, I feel as though they are talking about me. In 2015, I came across a show on ABC called “Extreme Weight Loss”. It was a television show in which individuals volunteer to receive training and lifestyle changes from trainer Chris Powell, and his wife Heidi Powell. The show focused on contestants losing a massive amount of weight over a year and having a chance to receive plastic surgery to remove excess skin from their bodies to finish their transformations. As I watched the television show, I noticed a pattern of all the contestants, in addition to them all being overweight, all of them had low self-esteem due to the fact of how they looked. That was the two implements I could relate to. I hate the way that I not only look but feel. There are times when I look in the mirror and hate the person staring back at

Over the years, I've learned that being big was a horrible but rewarding experience. As a kid, I would always have to adapt the way I played with other kids Knowing I could possibly hurt them or I couldn't keep up with them. Being physically big, made me feel bad about myself and started to resent skinnier kids because I knew I could never be like them. As I grew older, I realized I shouldn't be sad about my own life. Those kids I resented could be going through things worse in life than I could ever imagine. I realized that I shouldn't be depressed just because i’m overweight because it helped me with my morals. My size impacted my parents in a way that they both knew when it was enough that they wouldn't bother to continue an argument or

There is a stigma against people who have eating disorders. If they eat too much, they have no self control. If they eat too little, they are neurotic and controlling. The stigma of being labelled with the words “Eating-Disorder” has silenced an uncountable number of people who need help but have been able to convince themselves that it’s “Not that bad.”

It was the second week of school when my family and I found out I have an eating disorder. I was scared when we found out, how did we find out? I had to get a physical for football cheerleading and the doctor told me I was way under weight, I wasn’t surprised cause of how small I am. After a few weeks has passed my doctor got me a diet nutritionist and a therapist. The first time I saw the diet nutritionist I was nervous and I kind of made a bad first impression because I was confused on why my parents were doing this to me. Then I went and saw my therapist and asked her why I need all of this and she said “you're not healthy like you think you are and you can die because your organs can shut down and because you don’t eat normal your body

A facet of well being that is every so often affected by weight is mental health. Frisco, Houle, and Martin (2010) discuss in their article, “The Image in the Mirror and the Number on the Scale: Weight, Weight Perceptions, and Adolescent Depressive Symptoms,” that the stigmas that are present for people who are perceives as overweight can cause symptoms of depression (p. 216). Frisco et al., set out to determine whether

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The American Education system has never been one to instil the values of knowledge and wisdom, but rather a machine used to reinforce hierarchical roles in society. This is evident in the early schooling systems, which sought to educate students just enough to carry out unskilled labor. The management of our unskilled labor forces, however, would be those who were privileged enough to educate their children in schools not limited to assimilation. Schools for the upper-class taught languages and philosophy cultural beliefs that create human beings. As for the lower class citizens who lacked wealth or resources- they were dumped into our public schools. Our education system does exactly what it was created to do: It categorizes individuals. It