Bulimia

A friend of mine recently made a post on her livejournal mentioning a couple of sites and groups about anorexia. I went and had a look and started thinking about eating disorders in general and about all that's happened to me. There are so many people suffering from disorders of different types. I started thinking about my experiences. I actually wrote this for another site, but I figure it can't hurt to get it out to as many places as possible. If just one bulimic looks at this and takes comfort from my story, then that's a wonderful success. Writing this was the first time I've actually put into words what happened to me and I think it's really helped me ...

Debi was a perfectionist. Debi was always better at school than her friend. She was a fantastic athlete. She wasn’t particularly gifted academically but she studied hard, revised and made up the difference of the natural intelligence that had eluded her. Debi was 5ft 2in tall, she wasn’t particularly attractive, but she had a certain something about her. She was quiet, but had an amazing sense of humour, and her parents pushed her all the way so that she could be the best she could. Her friend was slim, always had been. Embarrassingly so at times. She ate whatever she wanted, when she wanted but still she had arms like stick insects, no breasts, and no ...

I wrote this a few years back and wanted to put it on here, not to offer advice, or a diagnosis for anyone but as a story which some of you may well feel you have written yourselves. I know when I read some of the other reviews on this I felt like that. It was a piece a doctor asked me to write to other sufferers explain what was happening to them. I later realised it helped me far more than it could any one else. " I'm writing this on day 4 of being without Bulimia and I felt that this was the best time to write. I say i'm without it but thats not really true as I'll go on to explain. I'm not a doctor, I don't pretend to know anything more ...