Reader Submission: From “The Skinny One”
I’m a teen. I’m medically healthy. But inside, I’ve been battling emotional eating, self-hatred, bingeing, the usual lot. It’s been largely triggered by my ballet dancing, which pits my short, muscular Chinese legs against the willowy white archetype. I’m too ashamed to confide in my parents, who for years, I listened to make casual fat jokes about my sister, “the fat one”. I was always “the skinny one”. I hate myself. I hate fat people. I know it’s wrong and unhealthy and terrible, but I’m stuck. I want to quit dancing. My culture denies my mental problems, shames eating disorders.
That’s my story.