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More than anything, I wanted someone to say I was good enough

I don’t remember the first time and I don’t remember the last. What I remember is desperation, loneliness and shame. My name is Natalie Feulner. I am a wife, a mother, a journalist and an adventurer. I also have bulimia. Have, not had. That’s the thing about eating disorders, they’re never really gone. Recovery is forever. […]