Hi my name is trish and im not really sure when my bulimia started im 18 years old now and i guess it happened sometime around 14 years old. At first i was anorexic i would godays without even a single calorie or water i couldnt even et out of bed i was dying but i idnt care. I wanted to be popular at school i did everything i thought i could do to be happy only it never worked. I lost 60 pounds in two months and all my friends were so amazed i loved the attention but still i was fat and i couldnt even look in the mirror anymore. I stoped starving myself my desire for food and the comfort it gave me was stronger than ever. Soon enough i gained all the weight back and i moved away from home and started starving myself again but that didnt last for long. Bulimia became my new best friend i had thrown up before but never had i binged before. I thought it was okay at first but who doesnt. Mia became my life my baby my only worry in the world. I would purge 4 times a day thousands of calories I cant express how great it made me feel, but the shame i felt and the throwing up was so painful. She was there for me when no one else was. Even though 4 years later im so far gone i feel as if mia protected me but in the end i know its mia that i needed protection from. People saw me as pretty and smartbut i couldnt tell youhow much i know those are lies. To me ths mirror doesnt lie. All i want is to be happy and for this hurt to go away. Alot of hurtful things happened in my childhood made myself grow up way to fast, but what i would give to be a kid again when nothing mattered. I know i can be strong but i dont know if im willing to fight anyways who is the fight against....myself?