From being about 5 I've had an eating disorder. I barely ate enough to keep myself alive.
By 13 I was EXTREMELY underweight and my organs were on the verge of shutting down.
I was taken to the doctors by my parents and told I was only 4 and 1/2 stone.
I fought and fought to get better.
I had a dietician, a psychologist and neither of them could figure out why I struggled so much.
I'll be 23 in November and for the 2nd time since turning 18 I've officially hit 8 stone. (I lost ½ stone due to stress)
But... I'm getting there slowly. I'm getting better.
So almost 10 year on from my diagnosis I'm not 100% better but I'm getting there.
At the side you will see two pictures of me wearing the same dress.
The first was taken on Christmas day 2014, the second the day before my brother's birthday, which we went out for the night before (29-30/6/2015). You can see the difference, you can see how much healthier I look in just 6 month....
People think because I'm thin I WANT to be thin when I don't. I want to be able to buy clothes without the worry of them possibly being too big. I want to be healthy and weigh a good weight! I want to be like I should have been years ago instead of making that terrible mistake! The mistake that will haunt me forever! I'll never properly forgive myself for that and I'll never properly get over it.
