I got to deal with about a dozen of these fine people recently among a larger exceptional cast of characters. Since I've had a lot of incidental exposure to this kind of insanity before, I'm fairly unfazed. That said they were the single most toxic and annoying group of people in the place. The "Ana Recovery" trend is actually a multi-faceted issue with some sub-types:
- Genuine attempt at recovery but the person still narcissisticly requires attention. While this can manifest on the internet for asspats, the real attention they are after is among their recovery groups.
- "Secret Starving" where it is all an act about how they are making an honest go at recovery while changing none of their habits.
- Just fucking evil- this was an individual of the second subtype. However there was novel pathology. While maintaining cover with the staff as "recovering" she was also trying to "break" the efforts of those that were making an honest go.
It all kind of mixes into such a clusterfuck that there was drama, screaming, and crying multiple times per day. These were exclusively the only group to still "self harm" although the scratches were too shallow to even draw blood. The facility immediately transfers patients that threaten suicide to a lockdown facility, ana-chans were the only ones to go down this road more than once. Scales had to be locked away. Food could not have caloric information. There was a whole host of forbidden topics of discussion in the cafeteria.
Since I am a filthy smoker and nicotine was one of the few appetite suppressants they could get their hands on, I got to enjoy their company for quite some time. (Edit: one of them had the most variety of tobacco products I'd ever seen. If there's a mucus membrane, she's stuck dip/snus/patches on it. Ate the gum like tic-tacs) I'm trying to think of any other insights to add. If you have questions feel free to ask. To conclude I will leave you with the story of my roommate, who proved two things: schizos put in the God damn work, and if you want a job done right you get a man to do it.
Roomie was a beanpole of a softspoken guy. While I never got a clear explanation of his diagnosis he was clearly medicated from the moment I met him. Come to find out he was working his way out of an involuntary commitment when he passed out and came to the ER weighing 70lbs like a holocaust survivor. Unlike your typical narcissist, he had a clear and compelling reason for his starvation: The CIA was using his roommate to attempt to assassinate him by poisoning his food. To the point that he was deathly afraid of consuming calories or dyes at all and the voices telling him to kill his roommate were getting hard to ignore. So what does the 0 calorie diet look like? Well he preferred shaved ice, ThickWater and calorie free syrup:


Apparently he made it months on just that before collapsing.