The faceless man, is Anorexia. He is whispering in your ear, offering you gifts, promising you things.
Beauty, happiness, safety, comfort, love, control; telling you what you want and need.
“You need to be delicate, fragile, tiny, emaciated, perfect, nothing. To be safe, happy, comfortable, secure. To be in control all the time. To be powerful. To show your pain to the world. Whatever it is that you want. I can offer you all of this, I can offer you everything and anything. All you have to do is take it.”
He offers a beautiful, sweet, innocent flower, and you take it. In that moment, you have lost all control. The journey of endless torture, isolation, desperation, misery and self destruction begins.
You gave Anorexia your life.