At first glance, I’d never view it as an idol. As a child, I remember it was there with the maple syrup and the strawberry jam, sitting on my family’s kitchen table. That’s all.
But, as I spiraled into my eating disorders, as I reached the paralyzing lows of Anorexia and frantic desperation of Bulimia, I turned to an off the wall strategy: the honey bear, or more specifically, arts and crafts with the honey bear.
Please bear (pun intended) with me.
As I was struggling with my eating disorders, painful issues and stressors on full blast, I had the idea to distract myself. Yes, that was my answer. If I could just keep myself occupied enough, I’d be okay.
So, after my college classes, I turned to a honey bear I emptied on one of my recent binges.