
11 Years Later: I (Still) Remember Everything
Ordinary Days After Extraordinary Grief
McCall Dempsey
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Ordinary Days After Extraordinary Grief

Fifteen years ago today, I admitted myself into residential eating disorder treatment.

You can't make this shit up. Literally.

I'm not standing tall, but I'm standing.

Let's do hard things...again.

The countdown is on: one week. My anxiety increases in direct proportion to the clocks decent to surgery day.

“And whatever you do, McCall, do NOT Google,” my sister’s stern voice echoed through my phone.

My feed is one tragic photo after another.

Long time, no blog – well, at least here.

Literally. Take them out.