I can't help but be really proud of myself. I've dealt with bulimia for almost two years and I think I'm finally starting to recover. I dont even know what started the purging, like I've always felt like I was one of the fat kids.. maybe cause my boyfriend was skinner then me, my fear of being the size of my sister, dealing with me and casses broken relationship. All I know I regret it so much. I wish I would've never started purging. I feel like my whole life was so out of control I just needed something that I could only control. But I couldn't control purging even. When I first started I was only going to throw up big meals.... It went from that to when I was upset I would go eat something and puke it up or not eat anything and try to purge. I remember last year I was puking up my lunch everyday and I haven't do e it once this year.. when I would eat lunch or dinner, it would make my skin crawl, and I would panic and I had to purge, that includes puking out bedroom windows and bushes. I didn't really think last year that I would now only purge once a week or so.

















