When i was 15 I was Anorexic, i'm not proud of it but i will say that it made me stronger if anything.
I started starving myself because the guy that i liked said i was chubby around my stomach area, and as i look back on my pictures there was not a fat patch on me, i was healthy thats probably the reason i hate taking pictures now. anyways he said that if i wanted to be his girlfriend i would lose those pounds i was 150lbs and 5'6 at the time i wasnt overwieght just stupid. I was already a vegetarian so i wasnt getting all the proteins i needed anyways but every other day i wouldnt eat untill it got to the point where everyday i would pretend that i wasnt hungry or that i had already ate or if i had to eat i ate tiny bits and claimed i was full. No one noticed or so i thought, my clothes became to big, and i was constantly tired but i really wanted this jerk to want me...stupid stupid girl i know. about 3 months went by and my skin was sunkin and i really hated the way i looked that i stopped looking in the mirror i i didnt like what i saw, a fat girl looking back at me. I thought everyone was lieing to me when they said that i had never looked so skinny and that was i feeling ok..all lies i thought my mother was worried but she didnt know
My sister and my best friend Kameron were talking about my rapid changes in my wieght and my moods and they were concerned and it got on my nerves but I now know that they did it out of love and i thank them for it. they would record what i ate if any and thy did that for about week before they cornered me and made me go to the doctor. I was 5'6 and 98lbs i look back at those pictures and my heart tugs. i looked so frail and sickly i was disgusting. the doctor said i was killing myself and how could i be so stupid to kill myself this way when i had beaten cancer just last year for the second time. My parents were worried and i was checked in and a feeding tube was put in my stomach i dont know what the hell i was thinking..he didnt even want me, didnt even care that what he said had landed me to this point
I got better it took a whole year for me to fully recover and gradually i learned to love food again, its not my enemy i love it lol. I'm 22 years and 5'9 and i weight 140lbs i go up and down but im proud of my weight and i dont care i will not starve myself for another guy...if you dont liek it..to bad i could stand to gain more though lol
I saw that same guy about a year later when i was recovering and he had the nerve to say this is the perfect weight for you...haha i love my brother he gave him a punch to remember us by lol