I don’t talk about this often… in college, I struggled with anorexia. What started as restriction to control things I couldn’t, quickly turned into a cycle of bingeing and purging, a battle with bulimia that consumed my relationship with food. I felt ashamed to talk about it and haven’t shared much of this part of my journey. I kept it to myself. Even now, sharing this feels off/weird. But I’ve come to realize that staying silent doesn’t help others who are going through the same thing. And if opening up can support even one person in their journey, it’s worth it. I’ve learned this through losing my younger sister. With time and support I’ve rebuilt my relationship with food. I learned how to fuel my body instead of punish it. I began planning ahead, preparing meals that aligned with my performance goals and eventually, my goals for overall health and wellness. Tracking macros became a tool, not an obsession, but a way to stay on track and nourish my body with intention. I’ve learn...