One of the things that perpetuates eating issues and a battered body image is shame. That slithery, I’m-the-only-one-to-experience-this, there’s-clearly-something-wrong-with-me feeling.
It’s what our hungry inner critic latches onto, excited at the very idea of listing our many supposedly shameful offenses.
Sometimes we eat away this shame. Sometimes we criticize it away. Either way, it usually affects us negatively.
As Brene Brown points out in her excellent book I Thought It Was Just Me (but it isn’t): Telling the Truth About Perfectionism, Inadequacy and Power, everyone experiences shame.