Effy (2015-06-30 01:41:43)

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I wanted to be skinny.

I didn't eat.

I purged,losing 5 pounds a day.

I felt fat even when I'm 80 pounds.

Days got longer.

I started getting sick.

I started to recover from my eating disorder.

I couldn't eat.

It hurt like hell.

It hurt like hell to:

Breath.

Talk.

Smile.

Eat.

to live.

I coughed up red.

I couldn't stand on my own.

I was taken to the doctor.

Throwing words at me I couldn't understand.

I was dying.

A year to live.

I didn't cry.

I felt ashamed of what I had done to myself.

Being skinny didn't matter to me anymore.

I could be 600 pounds and living.

Than what I am now..

80 pounds and dying.

I was ungrateful of the body that was given to me.

Now I just hope and pray even though I'm not religious.

Just to wake up the next day and be okay.


This is my story,it's all happening to me right now. Be grateful and proud so you won't be dying at 15 years old and stuck in a wheel chair.

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2015-06-30 19:52:12

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XxAriaxX (2015-07-24 20:18:17)

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Woah.

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XxAriaxX (2015-07-24 20:18:32)

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+1

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PANZERFAUST (2015-08-16 17:20:01)

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May the metal be with you... \m/

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