I'm not exactly sure if this counts as an eating disorder, but I feel I should talk about these issues I've been encountering recently.
I guess the best place to start is the begining. My whole life I have been a "bigger" girl. By bigger I mean 20 pounds over my recommended weight. My 4 other siblings were/are morbidly obese. My father used to make fun of us especially me about our weight. He even offered us $1.00 for ever pound we lost when we were little. Oh course we didn' lose weight just continued to gain. I stayed about 20 pounds over my recommended weight and felt somewhat comfortable. Around the age of 11 I was sexually and mentally abused by my father. My mother left him in the middle of the night with us 5 kids and moved us from Conneticut to North Carolina. Obviously I went through some inner struggles and my mother sent me to a psychiatrist. He prescribed me some medication to deal with my depression. This medicine made me gain almost 200 pounds in 1 year. I got even more depressed and food became my addiction.
Years later I go to college and lost 30 pounds by not eating, I find that this is amazing and I feel great! The problem is I begin to pass out to the point of having to be taken to the hospital repeatedly. I then learned the art of eating very little while exerciing very intensly. I lost about 150 pounds in less than a year. I felt a lot better about myself and fit into clothes a whole lot better. The problem is that whenever I look in the mirror I still see that fat little girl that no one wants t be with.
Recently I have been eating anything and everything in my sights while exercizing 2-3 hours a day. I've maintained my weight but I still feel disgusting and I can't stop myself from being that fat kid in the mirror.
I guess the best place to start is the begining. My whole life I have been a "bigger" girl. By bigger I mean 20 pounds over my recommended weight. My 4 other siblings were/are morbidly obese. My father used to make fun of us especially me about our weight. He even offered us $1.00 for ever pound we lost when we were little. Oh course we didn' lose weight just continued to gain. I stayed about 20 pounds over my recommended weight and felt somewhat comfortable. Around the age of 11 I was sexually and mentally abused by my father. My mother left him in the middle of the night with us 5 kids and moved us from Conneticut to North Carolina. Obviously I went through some inner struggles and my mother sent me to a psychiatrist. He prescribed me some medication to deal with my depression. This medicine made me gain almost 200 pounds in 1 year. I got even more depressed and food became my addiction.
Years later I go to college and lost 30 pounds by not eating, I find that this is amazing and I feel great! The problem is I begin to pass out to the point of having to be taken to the hospital repeatedly. I then learned the art of eating very little while exerciing very intensly. I lost about 150 pounds in less than a year. I felt a lot better about myself and fit into clothes a whole lot better. The problem is that whenever I look in the mirror I still see that fat little girl that no one wants t be with.
Recently I have been eating anything and everything in my sights while exercizing 2-3 hours a day. I've maintained my weight but I still feel disgusting and I can't stop myself from being that fat kid in the mirror.