The scary thing, Brie... at one point, to be told I was "sickly" and "near death" was some kind of official pat on the back that I was "doing the ED correctly."
That was before my actual comprehension of what I was doing to myself, and "Doing the ED correctly" was akin to the phrase "the nicest way to murder someone" or "the most morally right rape". It's an oxymoron, it's incorrect, a contradiction.