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I've always hated my looks for as long as I can remember..
I've been "disordered" most of my life, but it didn't really kick in before I turned 19. (I'm 21 now, turning 22 in March..)
I guess it's a result of many things.. supressing my sexual identity (I'm a lesbian, and denied it for a long time), being bullied for having big hips, and wanting to have control.
Starting highschool was tough, but moving out and starting a life on my own at 19, and attending uni was like going through hell. School was just..not the way I expected it to be and I felt left alone all the time.
When growing up, my mum would always remind me to "stop eating that much candy" and telling me I've gained weight and so on..little did she know that she only poured gasoline on to the fire.
I came to my senses and seeked help about one year ago, and I now recieve help. Once a week I see a psychologist at an ED clinic, and I will be admitted as an in-patient on the 4th of January..scary :/
Diagnosis; a-typical anorexia nervosa, and bulimia nervosa.
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Pain is only temporary - pride is forever.
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