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>> Bottom line is anorexia kills without treatment.

I'm sorry, GIna - but THAT IS A MYTH.

So called "treatment facilities" have counter-intuitive methods. I know from personal experience. I was in a bona-fide/classical way anorexic (the nervosa/self-imposed variety) when was in college. Began at age 18, my soph year. Kept it going for another couple years. Transferred to a college outside a big city, because my family thought that was the problem. At that point, I couldn't eat normally - TRY AS I MIGHT AND AS DESPERATELY AS I WANTED TO BE "NORMAL". I had f'd up my body so badly. This is the point in my life I believe the whole "flora" thing went whacko.

So family intervenes and sends me to one of the most prestigious facilities for eating disorders in the country. Being forced to eat, putting the focus on food, sitting across from OBESE staff members, NO focus on nutrition, more emphasis on "body image", etc.

I GOT WORSE. Sure, put the weight on, but lost all of it within months because no one wanted to listen to how much trouble I was having with digestion, appetite, etc. How much my stomach hurt, how bloated I felt when I ate.

Well, something WAS wrong. I probably caused all those little yeasties we know as C albicans, et al to go bizerk. Hence all the digestive issues. Psychoogically, I knew I was not right (in the physical respect - and yes, it does affect one mentally and emotionally as well -- coming hand in hand with Depression almost always).

The focus on "self" and "food" and "image" needs to be REPLACED - not reinforced. And this is the ONLY approach available in these facilities.

I GOT BETTER ON MY OWN. I threw myself at the fire, moved to NYC where I lost my "self". I ran around like any other 20-something year old would, enjoying all the city had to offer. Absorbed everything around me, and forgot about what was going on inside. Great restaurants - great Indian in particular, as well as vegan. I learned about nutrition and about probiotics foods, etc. Gobbled them down and loved it.

My life soared beyond my own expectations there. Finally reached an incredibly healthy weight and joined a gym (part of the Manhattan lifestyle, not a vanity thing). I was SO well, SO courageous, SO happy. And I was CURED. Owing it all to no one but myself and the BIG APPLE.

I got involved with organizations which helped girls with eating disorders there, but eventually moved to pursue my business in Miami. I continued to be FINE - it was almost hard for me to believe that I could finally eat without thinking about it, and without feeling sick. I could do anything. I was successful. I was fulfilled. For over twelve years I continued to achieve anything I set out to accomplish.

And then along came Katrina... Tweet