"Ginny isn't sure which came first-the bad habit or the boy. They showed up at almost exactly the same time, like two trains pulling into one station from opposite directions. And when they left, it took much longer for one to go than the other. On the surface, the two seem completely disconnected-one a human being, the other a human defect-but at their core, they're both powered by the same thing: false versions of love. One the wrong way to love another, the other the wrong way to love yourself. She didn't mean to become bulimic. Does anyone? Does anyone go out looking for mental illness? Well, she didn't, in any case. It just kind of happened. Piece by piece, she fell into something intoxicating, something dangerous, and by the time she realized what was happening, it was already too late"--