I've suffered from eating disorders since I was a young teenager and now, at 19, I find myself back at the beginning of my anorexia and bulimia. Needless to say it annoys both me and my current boyfriend, Ryan, with just how afraid I have become of food. I feel sick at the slightest hint of fullness and often find myself worshiping the toilet bowl.
Don't get me wrong, I am trying to get out of that mindset again but I have this unnatural fear of being 'fat' and imperfect. I don't want to live my life this way, always counting calories, vomiting and exercising, but I really think that once you have it - you have it for life.
It's hell to anyone who has it or loves someone who has it and it's not just as simple as 'eat'.
I know I need help, Ryan knows I need help - It just won't allow me to.
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