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· 06 Feb 2021

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My life with an eating disorder called Bouilimia

How proud I am. Proud to tell you that my personal website is online. Terrible because I also wrote my first blog on this website which deals with my past with an eating disorder.
People will recognize themselves in my story and there will also be people who understand little of it and have their judgment ready.
I hope by writing my blogs to inspire people and show you that you are never alone.
You're the only one who can deal with it no matter how hard this may seem.

Until I was puberty, there was nothing wrong with my weight.
I was not slim but also not fat but very insecure and sensitive to criticism.
Around the age of fifteenth I think I started with lines for the first time because I worked on the fact that I had quite thick upper legs.
I think they call that curvy nowadays.
It was just my legs.
I had a normal waist and normal weight.
More and more often I began to wear long, wide shirts and I certainly didn't wear dresses or shorts at all because then you could see my legs.

I took a slice of bread for breakfast and for lunch often only one or two slices of bread or ate nothing all day and only eat my evening.
I fell some weight, but I was still pointed out to my fat upper legs.
Also my father could sometimes post comments if I had bought something delicious for myself, for example.
I got the feeling that I wasn't allowed to enjoy it and it was looked at that I didn't have a size 34.
I started eating secretly because then I couldn't be addressed to my eating behavior either.
In front of others, I neatly kept to a normal eating pattern and signed a subscription to a gym.

When I felt insecure or lonely again, I started eating, not just eating, but eating a lot.
Bread, crackers, cookies, candy t actually didn't matter.
I even ate chocolate spread with a spoon right out of the jar.
At first I made sure that my weight remained fairly stable because I also plunge into sports.
I continued this for several months until I started to feel more and more uncertain at the gym by seeing all the so-called fitgirls with their beautiful figures.
Yes, even in my youth, there were fitgirls.

So there came another way to not gain too much weight and still be able to continue with my binge. More and more often I lost control of food due to tension and uncertainty...

Read more click than here on to my story.