It started slowly. Benignly. With a weigh-in here. An extra glance at the mirror there. But I didn’t give “it” much thought. I was 15, after all. Obsessing over my appearance was—or, at the very least, should have been—normal. But my fascination with, and phobia of, fat was anything but. It controlled me, taunting me … Continue reading How to Help a Child With Body Dysmorphic Disorder, from Someone Who’s Been There