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Raine wasn't sure exactly when it started, really.
Sometime in their young adulthood, they started having issues with food. They'd neglect their need to eat for days at a time, then would crash at night into a full-blown binge. Usually feeling sick from the contrast, they'd wind up puking half of it up not too long after.
They knew it wasn't exactly the healthiest behavior but, since it didn't stem from any body image issues, they dismissed the thought of any sort of eating disorder.
They functioned like this for years, doing well to keep it a secret because, well, it was embarrassing. What would the other covenheads think if they bore witness to this ordeal?
After Belos was defeated, they started to eat in a less disordered fashion. After all, they were at peace, finally, so the stress-induced starvation wasn't as prominent as it once was.
Once Luz left for college, though, they found themselves swamped with new responsibilities, and that old habit came up once again.
They didn't pay it too much mind until Eda found them throwing up. Concerned that they were sick, she asked what they'd eaten, and that's when the truth spilled out.
"It sounds like you have Bulimia, babes"
"I don't hate my body" Raine shook their head. "And I'm not forcing myself to throw up" they explained. "My body just can't handle it. I don't know what's wrong with me..."
"Nothing's wrong with you, Rainstorm" Eda soothed, rubbing their back. "You just have an issue, and I'll help you deal with it. We'll figure it out, okay?" she asked, getting a small, tired nod in response. "For now, though, let's just focus on getting you cleaned up"
Raine wasn't sure what they did to be deserving of someone so kind and understanding, but it meant the world to them.