Dear Rita, with a side order of Eddie

 Is there a huge difference between a child (aged 1 to 18) with an ED and an adult (my age) with an ED?  As an adult, I don't have to wait until an adult finally decides to take you to start the process with doctors, therapists,  etc.  A child has to wait for the adult in charge of them to chase down insurance, contact doctors, find therapists that will connect with the child, sometimes all that takes a few tries for each one.  The child still has to try to be patient while literally melting away.  if the adult recognises the importance of the situation and acts asap, so much the better; me, I can just do that right away, at any moment during daytime working hours.  The child has to hope and pray that the adult's insurance will cover it, I already know if mine will.  Do I think I have the better deal?  

Nope, it hurts just much and ruins lives just as much for the kiddo as it would for me.  I've gotten my team nearly together, and I'm still shit scared, worried, and on the borderline of Panic City... which makes me ready to reach for the surefire comfort of my best and worst coping mechanism, anorexia nervosa. 

An eating disorder is no easier for me at my age than it is for a child...it is relentless, and it has no face. It doesn't care about gender, nor where you're from, it gives no shits about whether or not you have money and/or insurance to get help or are even in a part of the world where you can get the help you need.  It just wants to consume your life, young and old.  Privilege means squat to a mental illness.