Be perfect or die trying.

by Helpless and Hopeless.
(Kentucky.)

Perfection is a never ending tunnel. I am a 14 year old girl and I was 13 when I first became anorexic. My life seemed perfect to everyone on the outside,but on the inside I was fighting a losing battle. Everyone assumed that since I was athletic,pretty,smart,and had lots of friends that my life was perfect. At home,it was the exact opposite. My parents were my personal trainers and I never got a break from training. I am a black belt in Tae-Kwon-Do,an Elite Gymnast,Softball player,Dancer,and I work out 7 days a week. They would always criticize what I ate and how I trained. This led me to cut myself also. I started cutting about 3 month after I became Anorexic. I became weak,and was always tired. This led to my parents pushing me even harder. I was on a diet which consisted of 1,300 calories a day. I was told that meat was very fattening so I refused to eat any meat at all. I became severely anemic and was admitted to the hospital. Due to my weakness from Anorexia,I lost all my athletic ability and I felt worthless. I am now almost 15,and I am still Anorexic,but It has been more that 6 months since I have cut myself. My ex boyfriend told the school counselor that I cut myself,but all I had were the scars which I hid. There were no fresh cuts so she was not allowed to tell my parents. I will be a freshman this year and everything will change-but for the best or worst,I don't know.