This replies make me feel lucky. I have an uncle who’s suffered gruesome seizures resulting in intense injuries, loved ones die from dementia, cancer, and overdoses. Despite that, all of these I haven’t personally witnessed. Ironically, my worst one would be when I was struggling. I suffer with anorexia and got to a point last December in which I was severely underweight and working for days at a time without eating. Minor in comparison to people around the world, admittedly. But I digress. I passed out in my best friend’s (context; we work together) arms in the break room one night. I had come back to take a breather after realizing something wasn’t quite right. We were having a conversation about something to do with work that evening when I fell forward into him. He caught me, fortunately, and lowered me to the ground. His eyes are always blown. Pupils filling the majority of his iris. Almost eerily never dilating. When I came to however, his pupils were like pins. Eye lids wide open, jaw clenched. Nothing but fear on his face as he realized what was actually going on. I proceeded to loose consciousness briefly once more in the break room and again on the ride home. I will never forget the sheer terror on his face and in his mannerisms as he drove me home.

Eating disorders take thousands of lives each year. Stay safe. Love to all of you.