Ok, I was just basically wondering if anyone has had it to some degree, or even been close to it, or how about even accused of having it?
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Almost a year ago I came on here, as a confused, depressed 15 year old boy
I felt fat, unhappy and pretty much darn right stupid that I had let things go the way I did
Some asshat in school was bullying me about my weight, calling me chubby, and fat and all of that
When I started losing weight I had no clue what to do, I began eating healthy, then that led to eating less and less, when I couldn't bring myself to eat the proper amounts of food and was literally starving and overexcercising myself to an early grave, I did not even know that this was anorexia.
I knew there was a problem, I knew I was depressed, but I just kept going.
I've certainly proved to myself that I can and will push myself to my limit (or beyond it) if I want to.
At the moment I'm sitting at 5ft 4", and 10 and a half stone (150lbs), or there abouts.
I'm not happy with my weight, but my thoughts don't revolve around that 24/7 anymore.
Eventually I'm going to get around to losing the weight I put on (gradually of course), but I'm only going down to as far as 8 stone (112lbs) which I understand is borderline underweight/average.
I've started seeing myself in a more positive light, I dont think I look too bad, a little "chunky" if you will, but thats about it.
I'm not panicking about it anymore, I don't have any trouble bringing myself to eat anything and I don't excercise too much anymore.
I know there is plenty of time in my future to improve myself, at a stage were I know I can trust myself (even though I already can) to rationally think about things.
I think I can call myself recovered, there's absolutely no reason I can't.
I find it hard to believe that what started out as "getting healthy" nearly a year ago, nearly resulted in my death half a year later.
Ok, I've done my talking, thats pretty much all I have to say.. at least it'll give those of you who are bored something to read!
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Almost a year ago I came on here, as a confused, depressed 15 year old boy
I felt fat, unhappy and pretty much darn right stupid that I had let things go the way I did
Some asshat in school was bullying me about my weight, calling me chubby, and fat and all of that
When I started losing weight I had no clue what to do, I began eating healthy, then that led to eating less and less, when I couldn't bring myself to eat the proper amounts of food and was literally starving and overexcercising myself to an early grave, I did not even know that this was anorexia.
I knew there was a problem, I knew I was depressed, but I just kept going.
I've certainly proved to myself that I can and will push myself to my limit (or beyond it) if I want to.
At the moment I'm sitting at 5ft 4", and 10 and a half stone (150lbs), or there abouts.
I'm not happy with my weight, but my thoughts don't revolve around that 24/7 anymore.
Eventually I'm going to get around to losing the weight I put on (gradually of course), but I'm only going down to as far as 8 stone (112lbs) which I understand is borderline underweight/average.
I've started seeing myself in a more positive light, I dont think I look too bad, a little "chunky" if you will, but thats about it.
I'm not panicking about it anymore, I don't have any trouble bringing myself to eat anything and I don't excercise too much anymore.
I know there is plenty of time in my future to improve myself, at a stage were I know I can trust myself (even though I already can) to rationally think about things.
I think I can call myself recovered, there's absolutely no reason I can't.
I find it hard to believe that what started out as "getting healthy" nearly a year ago, nearly resulted in my death half a year later.
Ok, I've done my talking, thats pretty much all I have to say.. at least it'll give those of you who are bored something to read!
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