My story

I was 13 when it all started.I had 'developed' before all of my friends and was, in my eyes, alot fatter than them.

I so despratly wanted to be skinny like them. I started going to the gym and skipping meals. My mom got slightly worried and so we had a looonnnggg chat about how every ones body was different and how mine was just as beautiful as everyone elses. I went to school the next day feeling a lot happier...well until lunch time.
I ate a small bit of lunch and went out to the school field where a group of boys who i knew quite well were mucking about and planning a pretend trip up mount everest. They included me in their little story saying that i could be their tour guide, then one of the boys made a joke saying "You would have no trouble getting down the mountian, you could just roll on your fat belly."

I knew he was only joking but i started to panic thinking "am i really that fat?"
I felt so hurt and thought maybe i could lose just a few pounds.
Unfortunately i lost more than just a few pounds. I skipped every meal and threw up what i was 'forced' to eat.
Then i noticed people didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore. I thought it was because i was still too fat. I asked my mom if i was and she went mental, screaming, shouting, and crying telling me she was REALLY worried about me.
The next day she checked me into an anorexia clinic.

3 years on and i'm still haunted by the thought of eating food, but am a lot healthier now and am desperatly trying to eat properly.