If you’re not from my generation, you won’t get the title. Radiohead, Creep – a bit of a 90s anthem; played in my head for a few years.
It’s slightly perverse, really, that self destruction got mixed up with feeling special. But it did. It blurs into the attention-seeking theme; ties into the low self esteem theory; links up with the whole cultural backdrop of what was in and what wasn’t.
Anorexia made me feel special.
This one’s quite simple.
If you’re prepared to sentence yourself to the violence of an eating disorder, it’s pretty obvious that you’re not your greatest fan. If you don’t think that you’re worth looking after, you clearly don’t rate yourself that highly.
It sounds flippant – and given that it took me over 10 years to recognise that I had low self esteem and to actually get what this meant, I can’t really over simplify the issue – but the link to eating disorders is hard to miss.
And hard to break.
