Was it around the 80’s? Cuz I’d never heard of it that way before. Must’ve been in day treatment in 1981, in a group, that a lady referred to herself as having “gotten sick.” She was referring to depression. I had never thought of my eating problem as a sickness before, and now, it was being presented to me as some sort of medical problem. Maybe now, if I thought of it like that, it would be like a cold or flu, something you stayed home from school for, something that people gave you chicken soup or flowers for or a get well card for, something people said, “I hope you feel better,” for. No, I wasn’t crazy or bad. I was sick and everyone should feel sorry for me and now, I had a damn good excuse for dropping out of living.