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Through Ellie's Eyes

By Stephen C. Schultz


With the death of Isabella Caro a few years ago, the spotlight has continued to shine, (sometimes more brightly than others) on the perils of anorexia. It's a shame, with so many young girls succumbing to the grasp of this awful condition, that it takes a death to resurrect the topic.



There is a little ranch in the tops of the mountains that is quietly making a difference in the lives of young women who struggle with developing a sense of self.

This short video is from a student who battled eating disorders her whole life. This video was created as a therapeutic project. I hope you enjoy Through Ellie's Eyes

Comments

Samantha Gluck said…
What an inspiring film from "Ellie". I think what you're doing is a wonderful thing. Please keep helping young people with eating disorders however you can. It's a cause very close to my heart for a number of reasons. Thank you for what you do. ~Samantha
Samantha, I can tell this has been more than just "social" media interaction. Thank you for your comment. I sense your sincerity and sensitivity around this very poignant familial concern. ~ Steve
Unknown said…
Amazing, informative and raw from Ellie's heart. The courage this young woman is demonstrating by showing the world something so judged by those without this particular issue will help many understand in ways that text books never could. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Sho Nique! Yes, this is quite an inspiring video when you think that it was written and directed by Ellie herself!

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