how goldman sachs (and the girlboss movement) saved my life

When I was nineteen, I was so sick with an eating disorder that I couldn’t imagine my life without it. Almost ten years later, it’s hard to believe how distant it feels. I’m twenty-eight now, juggling a freelance writing career with a full-time job, an apartment renovation, living in Scotland, and enjoying the first six months of marriage to the man of my dreams. There’s a lot going on at the moment. But none of this would have been close to possible if I hadn’t gotten to the other side of my food demons. For that, I have my first job to thank. My food stuff has been part of me for as long as I can remember. From the ages of 15-25, it drove my life. At its best, it was negative self-talk and checking my body in the mirror. At its worst, I was throwing up after every meal, taking Adderall to restrict my hunger, and eating as little as I could. My mind was completely consumed with non-stop thoughts about food, losing weight, and exercise. So much I couldn’t focus on my school work or fri

When I was nineteen, I was so sick with an eating disorder that I couldn’t imagine my life without it. Almost ten years later, it’s hard to believe how distant it feels. I’m twenty-eight now, juggling a freelance writing career with a full-time job, an apartment renovation, living in Scotland, and enjoying the first six months of marriage to the man of my dreams. There’s a lot going on at the moment. But none of this would have been close to possible if I hadn’t gotten to the other side of my food demons. For that, I have my first job to thank. My food stuff has been part of me for as long as