Bulimic Stories

Life for a teenager in this world is not exactly easy. Society is the main factor. Everywhere you look you are constantly being compared to people better than you. Those super skinny models with thigh gaps, celebrities with perfect skin, those flawless girls, and anyone who exceeds your opinion of yourself. Do you ever feel ugly, fat, worthless? Well I do. The girl, who has a smile on her face, is hiding a deep dark secret inside that no one knows about. Hey my names Emily. To most people who know me I am the most pleasant girl to be around. I am always happy, bubbly, and full of energy. To them, I am the girl with the perfect life, perfect friends, and perfect family. In reality I am a girl who learned how to fake emotions to show the world that everything is fine when deep inside it is not. When Harry Styles moves into my neighborhood my world spins around. Who could have known that he would bring some joy back into my life. I have never shared my true feelings with anyone till one night. That night changed my whole life, but the question is was it for the better or the worse?

Jessica is a young girl who is living what is thought by those around her to be a normal life, but what they don't know is that she is hiding a deadly secret. Will her secret be revealed in time to save her or will this dark secret destroy her? ----------------------------------------- This story does need critiques and an editor, comment if interested.

Evelyn has been living her life under the rules of an eating disorder. Ever since she was fifteen it has always been this way. Don't eat. Starve. Don't eat. Be skinny. Don't eat. Stay in control. But now, two relapses and four years later she's decided that she's tired of constantly being at the fingertips of her anorexia. She wants to take back her life. But after being kicked out of her house by her emotionally abusive mother, she is forced to go live elsewhere. With no money, no job, and a deadly illness she has nowhere to go. Will she stay homeless and never find true recovery? Or will she finally regain happiness in her life? Please read this story at your own risk as it can be triggering.

Abby isn't the skinniest girl in the world. She's healthy, but to her, that's not skinny enough. That's average, and she doesn't want to be average. She wants to be skinny. So, she does what anyone who wants to lose weight does. She follows through with it. Only, not in a healthy way, like exercising or eating healthier. She just eats less. And less. And less. Finally, whenever she eats, however rarely it is, she pukes it up. No one notices, of course, they're too busy caught up in their own lives. Her mom is always at work, her sister is away at college, her friends notice, but don't bother her enough about it to change anything. Her dad isn't even a part of her life, anymore. He left when she was 10. When Justin shows up, she is in a bad place, and he is the only one who could possibly pull her out.

I not only like writing stories, but I like writing poems too. In all actuality I started out just writing poems. These are some poems I've written lately and I'd like to share them with you guys. Maybe you can relate, so that's the reason the title is U2's "Song for Someone" because I don't know who exactly these are written for, but there's always gonna be at least one somebody that can relate. Anyway! ~Eat. Sleep. Read. Write. Love. Live.~ AbbyDarrylynn

Jena is a pale, depressed girl that just doesn't fit in. She starts her 9th grade year and finally gets noticed by the shy, new boy.

Carter May, tall, thin, pretty, seemingly perfect. But what did she do to become so perfect? Pain before beauty her mother always said and Carter believed it whole heartedly. How much physical and mental pain can she endure before she crumbles?

Depression quotes- are not mine unless they say otherwise... Please don't read if this kind of thing is triggering for you because I love you... Also includes personal observations and thoughts

"'EAT, EAT, EAT, EAT' was scrawled all over the first page of the journal, and I guess I regret that, because from then on all I saw on the girls' bathroom walls was, 'DON'T EAT, DON'T EAT, DON'T EAT, DON'T EAT'." I didn't have a reason for it. They all knew everything about me, and I just thought it was kind of cool to have something they didn't know. But then they found out, and that's how the Janie Passbook started.

As things go im the "I don't give a shit overachiever". Isn't that contradictory, ha well that's just the half of it. So if this is the case and I seemingly "don't care" then why did I develop my eating disorders. Well lets just say you simply cant judge eating disorders as vanity orientated, that is unless ur an un-educated spas . Sadly im not as invincable as id like. I needed a space to write how it feels to go through recovery, how its changed me for the better, and how difficult it was for myself to realise I had a problem. I want to help others like me so here we go, read to join my dark humoured ride.

A collection of poems by Cindy Meyer.

Winter looked like her name. Always cold, blue tipped fingers, shivering under an oversized hoodie. Everyone knew she was hiding something under there. Nobody asked.

***THIS BOOK CONTAINS TOPICS SUCH AS SCHIZOPHRENIA, DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, DID, AND MORE. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THESE TOPICS.*** C O R V U S (previously titled E M P T Y) is a short story about a young woman's struggles with mental illness and her past. C O R V U S blurs the line between reality and imagination. This short story describes what it's like to live in today's world with mental illnesses.

alcoholic, semi abusive josh bulimic, submissive tyler *trigger warning; self harm eating disorder abuse alcohol abuse suicidal thoughts voices*

I'm Winter, 18, currently in training with the English National Ballet School. I'm also an astronomer, an aspiring author and a flutist. Follow me through a life with pro-eating disorders, sacrifices and love.

I'm Annabel and I'm a misfit. Everything in my life is messed up, even me. My worst enemy is myself. I say that I don't need help, but I'm just waiting to get help. I'm dealing with self harm and eating disorder on my own, until a point when it turns out that even misfits find love.