ohmyclapton
11-23-2008, 09:13 PM
After being diagnosed with ana at 14, I was in recovery for 3 months and got back to a 'healthy' weight. Everyone walked on eggshells around me, subtley watching me at dinner, constantly asking if I've eaten that day.
I don't know what triggered me but I knew the only way to get everyone off my back was by eating, but of course I couldn't handle absorbing all those cals.
I began purging once a week, then once every other day, once a day, now its multiple times a day. Some nights I keep the sessions in bingepurgebingepurge till its late in the a.ms, my throat raw, hand cramped, and stomach bloated.
I'm starting college soon and I have no energy, my muscles are fatigued and I truly believe I'll have a goddamn heart attack if I don't stop.
Not only have I wasted hours doing this disgusting addiction, but also all the money and lies and distress I caused my mom.
she knows I purge so now I have to do it in my room, or make excuses to go outside.
I've even skipped school a couple of times just to stuff myself silly at a restaurant in a foreign town and purge in the woods or an alley.
The past two months have been slightly better, only down to b/p maybe 3x a week, but its only because I'm fasting the rest of the time.
I can't imagine how my body will survive by my 20th birthday. I'm 17 now and I'm so upset over the damage I'm doing.
I wish I was normal =/
I don't know what triggered me but I knew the only way to get everyone off my back was by eating, but of course I couldn't handle absorbing all those cals.
I began purging once a week, then once every other day, once a day, now its multiple times a day. Some nights I keep the sessions in bingepurgebingepurge till its late in the a.ms, my throat raw, hand cramped, and stomach bloated.
I'm starting college soon and I have no energy, my muscles are fatigued and I truly believe I'll have a goddamn heart attack if I don't stop.
Not only have I wasted hours doing this disgusting addiction, but also all the money and lies and distress I caused my mom.
she knows I purge so now I have to do it in my room, or make excuses to go outside.
I've even skipped school a couple of times just to stuff myself silly at a restaurant in a foreign town and purge in the woods or an alley.
The past two months have been slightly better, only down to b/p maybe 3x a week, but its only because I'm fasting the rest of the time.
I can't imagine how my body will survive by my 20th birthday. I'm 17 now and I'm so upset over the damage I'm doing.
I wish I was normal =/