After my mom sat on me when I was 16-years old, pinning me down in the hallway as I fought her relentlessly to go puke my food out, and essentially saving my life (thanks mom!), I had the wake-up call I needed as she screamed at me “I love you, Kim, I’m not going to let you kill yourself!” I realized was on the slow path to suicide - because that’s what all eating disorders are. Practice kindness to yourself and tap into your reign. Click to read the full blogspiration.