For me it was various things that happened, I mean i didn't wake up one to day and decide to starve my self it firstly started off as simple tummy bug that never really went away it lasted for months and months and i lost so much weight so quickly it made me feel ill and then I thought i dont want to gain weight and lunch time during work I skipped my first meal and it felt really good, so i did it a few times a week and soon i got hooked to the feeling hunger and the next thing I knew it became an obsession i found myself buying diet pills, caffeine pills anything to keep my weight down and exercising lots to feel better about myself. Then in 2010-11 my parents took me to dr and after trying for months for them to take me seriously they had no idea i was heavily resticting, i then saw every specialist known to man to find out what was wrong with my tummy. Then disaster struck my manager Peng found out my secret whilst i was at a conference, she had been secretly writing down my excuses and things started to add up in her head and her being a nurse I had no choice but to tell her and she wasn't at all pleased. She confronted me a lot about it and then after the conference she took me straight to hospital and basically explained that if I carried on not eating (below 200 calories a day) i would end up in pysch hospital/ed clinic and she would do whatever she needed to do keep me there. Even if it meant sectioning me. I also realised I couldnt go on like this when my other boss Jason questioned me about and him being an ex social worker knew all of my habits/ lies and basically knew from day one what I was doing. So I had to change, i had to stop the emotional feeling I had inside that me restict my eating and get better so I did. I began getting better from eating, i gained a lot of weight over the course of a few months which i wasn't happy about. it made me so angry and then in 2011 I was attacked by a service user and this made me feel more worse about self and this caused months of binging where i was eating constantly and plus being anti-depressant meds I gained a lot more weight and I felt really ill. Then my best matr Kat called me fat and pregnant after I had lost 15 pounds in weight and that just made me more determined to losethe weight. Obvously my parents never knew the truth about restricting, purging occasionally and obsessive exercise and this is where I am now.