Some years ago, I wrote a book about my ten days in an eating disorder treatment center. It was never published, but now I feel like sharing some of it. I’m going to post random chapters to be enjoyed in little servings like this. –Juliana Jennifer is twenty-three. She looks like a life-size Victorian porcelain doll. Her long dark brown hair forms perfect natural ringlets after she washes it. She twirls the long silky curls around her fingers when she is watching TV in the main room or when she is listening, or maybe daydreaming, as others talk about their feelings in group check-in.
Chapter Seven: Jennifer
Chapter Seven: Jennifer
Chapter Seven: Jennifer
Some years ago, I wrote a book about my ten days in an eating disorder treatment center. It was never published, but now I feel like sharing some of it. I’m going to post random chapters to be enjoyed in little servings like this. –Juliana Jennifer is twenty-three. She looks like a life-size Victorian porcelain doll. Her long dark brown hair forms perfect natural ringlets after she washes it. She twirls the long silky curls around her fingers when she is watching TV in the main room or when she is listening, or maybe daydreaming, as others talk about their feelings in group check-in.