The face of anorexia is not a glossy model in a perfume ad. It’s a starving animal, circling the empty cupboards, blank-eyed and vacant. It’s a face frozen in a rictus grin mouthing lies. ‘I’m fine,’ it says. ‘Everything is under control.’
‘I have always felt hungry’ says Emma Scrivener. ‘Not just for food, but for everything: from money to recognition. I’m a human chasm, a vortex of insatiable longing.’
Rescued from a disorder that nearly killed her, Emma is now passionate about warning others about the dark and bitter hidden world she inhabited far too long.
Harrowing, heart-breaking, human and humorous, this book will grip you from the start to finish.