I entered this book wanting to like it--experiences involving eating disorders intrigue me, besides the fact that I suffer myself. However, I found this book to fully lack substance and definitely did not mesh with my needs of a well-written thought-provoking book. All this book is is some woman's diary from when she was eleven, which I felt was quite flat and never really entered the psychological depth behind eating disorders. In the end I'm glad it only took me two hours to whip through, despite utter dissapointment. If you want a good read, I recommend Marya Hornbacher's Wasted--I can't tell you how many times I've read it and still find myself lost and found in her world.