One year ago today I was told that if I didn’t go to an eating disorder hospital or start eating then I would die.
I had lost 7.5 stone over 3 and a half years of bulimia that eventually turned into full blown anorexia. I had gone weeks and weeks and weeks without eating, and when I did eat I was so angry with myself I would punch the walls and cry. I’d stand up and walk around until the weight on the scales had gone back down.
I lost everyone, my illness isolated me. ‘IT’ told me that I only needed ‘IT’ to survive, so I was alone most lunches. I hated myself so much and just wanted to disappear.
BUT I’m recovered now and back to 100% weight for height exactly a year later. I’m not trying to get any sympathy, I just wanted to say that I am so proud of how far I have come, and how thankful I am for all my friends and family.
Alex Proctor, East Sussex, UK