Is having an ED a weakness? Is it a weak method of coping with life? My parents and my husband despised weakness and had contempt for weak people. From the first quote I gather that we all try to hide, cover over, and cope with weakness. It is the last thing I ever wanted to admit to myself-- that I might be a weak person. My ED always made me feel strong because I could be thin when others struggled. I could have self control when others were self indulgent. Life has certainly poured hot water on me. But, I am still here. Damaged, but still here. Hurting, but still here. I guess I have hope that the future is worth staying around for. I think that hope gives me strength.