...not mine, mind you. I'm perfectly in my healthy 'overweight slightly' category natural to any man who enjoys good food and doesn't give a damn as long as the scale doesn't settle above the one hundred kilos.
(Pleasantly round, all right?)
My female cousin on the other hand...
Well, yeah. She's got it bad. It's been years now, and recently we are reaching the 'critical' and 'final' point.
Mind you, her anorexia is treated in her family as some sort of 'sickness that doesn't exist because it would make the neighbors talk if we did something about it'. She has already been hospitalized a few times in the last months, and as of a few days ago, she's receiving 'food' through the drip at home...
Her daily schedule is something out of a horror film.
She wakes up, goes walking a few kilometers and then returns home. She eats only raw meat. And by raw I mean she frigging sucks on the dead brains of animals
If you haven't retched by now, good. We're not done yet. She tends to 'pick' strands of grass or leaves from bushes as she walks, and she eats those too.
Mind you, this is NOT exaggerating or whatever. It's been seen, it's been done and she still does it. This isn't a 'she retches nine hours a day' this is exactly what she does.
She then proceeds to take the sun for something like 4 hours during the lunch times.
Oh, and of course her weight is in the forties, and she's 29 years old. She no longer has her menses, and her bones are already starting to naturally break on her own.
The fact she resembles a walking mummified corpse does no good.
The things tried to 'get her out of it' included (and obviously didn't work)
1) talking to her about it.
2) having someone else talk to her about it.
3) ask her why she was doing this and to stop it. (Her answer was, quite frankly... 'if it happens (that she dies) it happens')
4) she isn't doing this 'for death' however. She's doing this for some sort of strange reason about 'living forever if she eats little every day and drinks plenty of water'.
She actually drinks coffee to remain awake in the nights, for some reason she probably knows. (something about going to sleep only when there are visitors in the house)
Unfortunately, due to the mentality of her mother of 'the neighbors might talk' (they don't actually have neighbors, being up in a villa in the outskirts of the city) they haven't interned her yet. So whenever she's sick she just 'signs' herself out of the hospital.
The question is thus the following: what can be done to get her out of this horrible thing that is literally killing her?