Brian Cuban spoke recently about being a grown man with bulimia and anorexia nervosa; about the shock it elicits when he brings up his diagnoses, and the childhood relationships and family dynamics that fostered them.
It's engaging to watch guys with Cuban-level bravado talk vulnerability. It still feels like a sort of benign violation. Cuban's story hinges on growing up in the 1960s when this sort of thing wasn't talked about, even within family, and especially not with a father. That's changing, if slowly, shiny gold pants and all.
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