The Taste of Nothing

On eating, not eating, and weight.

I have always had an eating disorder.

I remember climbing the tall metal chair in my mother’s kitchen to get to the cookies hidden in the back of the freezer. I didn’t know that they had marijuana in them, but I did know they were green. I didn’t eat them because of the pot, though. I was just hungry.

I was always hungry. I am hungry now.

I spent my teen years hungry because I was angry at my mother. My weight comes from my dad’s side of the family, where…