I can still remember when this photo was taken... i had struggled with being anorexic for almost 2 years and had thought i had hidden it so well under baggie clothes and unspoken words. This is me at age 15 eating a piece of cake at a birthday party. A year earlier i would not have even touched the cake... or i would have moved it around on my plate and pretended to eat it and then tossed it aside acting like it was no big deal that i didn't eat the cake. For me, this photo makes me look back with hate of how i treated myself those years before. Even though in this image i am on the verge of getting myself better, i still hate to even look at it. But in moving my stuff and preparing to move to California, i was going through a bunch of old CD's full of photos and came upon this photo. I must have scanned it in for some reason, which now escapes me. I thought i would post it and share a most hated time in my life... 18 years ago.