Yeah, and sometimes labels start to define you instead of you defying the label and being yourself. When I was in college and diagnosed with anorexia, for a long time, that was my identity. I was the girl with anorexia, the skinniest person in the room (usually). It became my whole world. After I recovered, I had to re-define myself and start actually living a life again. It was a tough time.

But now I have so many mental health "labels", I just don't bother letting them define me. I am who I am although I probably am not who I would be off the medication. But you can't have it all.

Sometimes family tends to stereotype me, and that makes me mad because to them, the one stupid label that sticks is always the eating disorder