The corner of the internet that chronicles meticulous diets and “clean eating” regimens is still a petri dish for orthorexia.
It’s easier to starve myself without arousing suspicion when everyone around me is fasting.
How do you tell someone who’s just paid you a compliment that you’re borderline suicide hotline fodder and one well-meaning remark away from relapse?
Here's how to decide if you should say something.
"I realised that my body was not—and never will be—a problem to be solved."
I don't meet the clinical definition anymore, but my relationship with food is still fraught.
Why body dysmorphia and unhealthy body image issues continue to run rampant in the gay community.
In a new study, researchers establish a pretty direct link between gay porn consumption and body dysmorphia.
I knew that I couldn’t be the only one in my peer group who’s had trouble with food.
How bands like Jack Off Jill and Queenadreena took self-hate and sexuality and spun them into something powerful.
Lately, I feel that the way I've lived for years—in hyperconscious, hypervigilant awareness of everything I put in my mouth—no longer serves to quell my depression and anxiety. It actually exacerbates it.
For Type 1 diabetics, restricting insulin is like a magic bullet for weight loss. But the consequences can be devastating and deadly.