So actually, now that I read back what I'm writing, I'm more amazed because of the fact that she also found the time to teach me about the disorder.
Lets start at the beginning.
Obviously, I was confused, to say the least. I remember finding the seven or eight large cups of coffee in the garbage at the end of the day. I now know that it was a replacement for true nourishment but this is in hindsight. I still remember the cover of the first book we bought together on EDs. I remember still not understanding it.