- Cardigan Boy.:
- ^ Yeah, it's like, if you don't eat for a while because you're not hungry, that's fine. If you don't eat because you want to lose weight, it's not fine.
If you don't eat for a while due to not being hungry, that's not great, either. I never used to be hungry ;-) (that was the story I was sticking to, anyway)
I was diagnosed with anorexia when I was younger and after a while, I didn't really care about losing weight... Like, at first, I thought about losing weight but, I dunno, I didn't know how much or whether I really wanted to, I just jumped in and started counting calories >_< (to be honest, I think an eating disorder had begun a few months before, though, when I hated going outside because everyone was prettier/thinner/better than me, and therefore judging, and became a miserable bastard winter '03. I have a few ideas what triggered it, but yeah... I
had been engaging in unhealthy habits before, but I think making myself puke a few times a week was nothing compared to what it turned it and it was just... something I did. Tangent!)
I thought about six stone (even though I thought that would be too thin as I was kinda skinny at seven, but, I just, yeah... ), but when I got there, I didn't know how to maintain and other people had gotten involved and... I was just really scared to eat. I remember holding a Kit Kat and crying because I couldn't bring myself to eat it. I generally thought I wasn't fat, not always thin, but when I was purely 'anorexic', I never thought "oh my GODDD! *screaming and crying*"... that didn't happen until I started to gain weight (the first time 'round... :roll:)
But I just kept losing weight because I couldn't eat. I wanted to at times, but I... couldn't. I'd have nightmares about food. I'd, like, eat something but I couldn't taste it and oh my God, I'd wasted calories and and and... it sounds so lame now, but I'd wake up in a cold sweat, swearing that I couldn't eat for the next few days.
I got to a ridiculously low weight, looked like absolute shit, blah blah...
I was a completely different person. I was so quiet, so compliant, so... it really stripped me of my soul. The less I ate and the less I weighed, the less I was as a person (and now I'm using cliches 8)). I was totally obsessed with food more than weight. It was all I'd ever talk about, I'd get kicks out of walking around supermarkets for hours on end, I loved going to other people's (who stored food in their fridge, 'cause my parents don't :roll) houses and hanging around their food, surrounded by it, in the kitchen. I still love kitchens. However, it was difficult to touch certain edibles as the calories could possibly absorb through my skin which would have, of course, been disastrous. :file:
However, things soon changed... :roll:
But nowadays I'm the healthiest I've been in so long, so... I'm gonna pretend I'm all recovered and preach, because I feel like I can due to having an almost normal BMI and/or not smelling like vomit all the time. :)
I've done better in the past year, with nothing approaching medical help, than I ever did at an EDU. :mrgreen:
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Anyway, I ranted on, so I was just thinking... when the word 'anorexia' comes to mind, what do you think? What's your stereotype of an anorexic? What's your gut instinct? Because, y'know, mine honestly is "eat a fucking sandwich", so... 8)
I don't know if this is all that relevent, but I find it quite interesting and I'm possibly on a rampage and...