I see my GP every three weeks for check ups for my ED. She is currently my only support and is trying desparetly to get me some out side help. She asked me loads of questions the last time I saw her a couple of days ago and focused on my laxative intake and whether I binge or not.
When she found out the amount that I take in a day (can sometimes be double figures) she said that I really need to cut down. I told her that since being on them my health seems to be a lot better and when asked how I used my blood test as an answer. Before I was aneamic and always had something wrong with me. Now I have nothing rong with me. Yes I am tired but that is coz of low protein levels. After I saw her and got prescription for an allergy to that plaster spray, I went and got more lax and took them all...a very small box and bought a hell of a lot more yesterday and managed to increase the amount that I was taking instead of trying to cut down. I just cant do it. I have tried and my weight is affected I feel huge and ugly when I do not take them...I feel huge when I do take them but it is bearable to cope with that thought whilst taking the things.
I can't cope with this or even think about cutting down because of the emotional rollercoaster that I get when I try not to take them during the day. I can't stop and I show that I do not have a prolem by pretending that I do not have one. Maybe I don't. I don't binge although I feel like I do if I go over my calorie count that I have set myself so I am not bulimic in that way. Infact I am not bulimic. I purge and I have not lost loads of weight and my periods have not stopped so I am not anorexic. I am normal and healthy.
I am not thin enough. I am huge, digusting and can't understand why people say that I am gorgeous and pretty and have an amazing figure when there are much thinner girl s out there of the same height as me or taller and has an amazing figure and is slim. How come they can get away with it and not me? Why am I huge and ugly and why are people being kind and sympathetic by lying to me to try and make me feel better. It is all lies. What people say is all lies. I have not lost weight so how can I be what they say.
I make up for my appearence by being happy and bubbly and giggly at work. Being lively and good at my job. That is what people like they are repealled by my body and I do not blame them. They keep saying how there magnatic necklace could fit around my waist and yet around there neck it was doubled and a loose choker. No way would it fit around my waist.
At lunch I eat something and then feel disgusted coz I realise that I needed to eat dinner in the evening becoz of the boys (brothers) and they have no clue about what I do. I enjoy the job it is good it is just the stuff in my head I can't cope with. I keep that happy by doing what it wants me to do because I am too tierd to fight it and say no.
I am struggling and last night I took the most that I have ever taking in lax. I
am s*** and mucked up in the head. I can not just give this up. I am a b****** and worse than he is. He is someone who was ment to care and did but way to much and yet people say that he didn't. He has made me like this and now I don't care about myself.
I am so sorry. I seem to have almost writtern about nothing about myself...my head...my life...and what I am really like.
I am not ok. Far from it. And people say that I am not serious.
Sam
xxx
When she found out the amount that I take in a day (can sometimes be double figures) she said that I really need to cut down. I told her that since being on them my health seems to be a lot better and when asked how I used my blood test as an answer. Before I was aneamic and always had something wrong with me. Now I have nothing rong with me. Yes I am tired but that is coz of low protein levels. After I saw her and got prescription for an allergy to that plaster spray, I went and got more lax and took them all...a very small box and bought a hell of a lot more yesterday and managed to increase the amount that I was taking instead of trying to cut down. I just cant do it. I have tried and my weight is affected I feel huge and ugly when I do not take them...I feel huge when I do take them but it is bearable to cope with that thought whilst taking the things.
I can't cope with this or even think about cutting down because of the emotional rollercoaster that I get when I try not to take them during the day. I can't stop and I show that I do not have a prolem by pretending that I do not have one. Maybe I don't. I don't binge although I feel like I do if I go over my calorie count that I have set myself so I am not bulimic in that way. Infact I am not bulimic. I purge and I have not lost loads of weight and my periods have not stopped so I am not anorexic. I am normal and healthy.
I am not thin enough. I am huge, digusting and can't understand why people say that I am gorgeous and pretty and have an amazing figure when there are much thinner girl s out there of the same height as me or taller and has an amazing figure and is slim. How come they can get away with it and not me? Why am I huge and ugly and why are people being kind and sympathetic by lying to me to try and make me feel better. It is all lies. What people say is all lies. I have not lost weight so how can I be what they say.
I make up for my appearence by being happy and bubbly and giggly at work. Being lively and good at my job. That is what people like they are repealled by my body and I do not blame them. They keep saying how there magnatic necklace could fit around my waist and yet around there neck it was doubled and a loose choker. No way would it fit around my waist.
At lunch I eat something and then feel disgusted coz I realise that I needed to eat dinner in the evening becoz of the boys (brothers) and they have no clue about what I do. I enjoy the job it is good it is just the stuff in my head I can't cope with. I keep that happy by doing what it wants me to do because I am too tierd to fight it and say no.
I am struggling and last night I took the most that I have ever taking in lax. I
am s*** and mucked up in the head. I can not just give this up. I am a b****** and worse than he is. He is someone who was ment to care and did but way to much and yet people say that he didn't. He has made me like this and now I don't care about myself.
I am so sorry. I seem to have almost writtern about nothing about myself...my head...my life...and what I am really like.
I am not ok. Far from it. And people say that I am not serious.
Sam
xxx
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