It's now Saturday morning and I haven't eaten anything since Thursday around noon. I tried eating an orange but it didn't sit well. I was even offered eggs this morning and refused. 48 hours doesn't seem like a long while to go without food, but for a guy who's 6'5" and 210ish lbs. with a BMR of 2400, it is. Since Thursday I've lost 2lbs. I've dealt with hunger pangs for about 12 hours now. I recognize that I have a disorder. I've gone for a week or more without touching food before, but always ended up binging towards the end and gaining the weight back. I feel like there's something spiritual about starving oneself - even though I'm a skeptic and don't believe in all that supernatural crap - but that could just be an excuse to keep doing it. I began waxing my car this morning and became suddenly dizzy and a bit euphoric, if nauseous. Taking a break now to write this. Not sure where I'm going with this post but I just really felt like talking about it, or rather, writing about it. I'm really not completely here so this is probably going to sound rambling-y. Thanks, Kevin EDIT: If you're going to respond at all, don't mention seeing a professional. It's condescending and besides I'm already doing it. EDIT part DEUX: That last edit sounded a bit dickish. Sorry.