I haven’t been completely honest. Not even to myself.
I binge. I eat like an auto-pilot every time I’m alone at home. Occasionally when I’m in the middle of a binge, my mom comes home and I have to hide the cereal, the raisins, the baking chocolate, the cookie dough, the popcorn… whatever I have…
hey girl, i am following you, and reblogging this to give you my support. no one should have to live this bloody stupid misery.
and no, you are NOT trapped. you can get out of it, you just have to work hard. forget working out like a maniac on sit-ups or at the gym, take that energy and effort and put it towards getting yourself out of this hellish way of life.
just one small point. all the sit ups in the world wont make up for bingeing on cookie dough, or whatever. thats not me trying to be clever, thats just me getting something planted in your head, so you know that its not worth it.
i dont have any experience with eating disorders, but i just wanted you to know that there are people who care, and now, im one of them.
come to me any time you want. i may not have the right answer, but i will try all i can to help.
dont suffer on your own.