When I was fully engulfed in my eating disorder, I was very, very ill. I was very, very thin. I was the 1%. I'm not saying that because I'm trying to make anyone else feel bad about their eating disorder. That's not it. I'm just trying to give you a picture of what I looked like.
When I was in the hospital, and I'll go into that in more detail, but right now is not the time, but this has to be said. And I'm sitting in an emergency room talking to the doctor, who's amazing, she was so nice, and was the head of the eating disorder team.
She said to me, well, you're going to be staying here a while. And I was in so much denial, like Queen had denial. I'm like, no, I'm fine. What the hell's wrong with you? Right? No. And she looked right me, right dead in the eyes and said to me,
Do you not get it? You have like two weeks to live. Actually, we don't even think you're gonna make it that long.
