i don't get it. i see people eating 1200 calories a day and they lose weight.

i eat about 1000 (maximum) which is normal and i GAIN weight.

what the fuck is wrong with me? something is seriously wrong with my metabolism.

somehow, somewhere, something went wrong...

i need to get back on track again.

88lbs. here i come.

You know what the fuck is wrong with me?

I don't eat the whole day until the late evenings. Once I'm home, I know I'm doomed because I start binging like a mad cow. It's like I lose every ounce of control in my body and I have no idea why. My body keeps shouting at me "Food! food! food!" when I'm not even hungry. And so I binge, and the whole day ( Read more... )

So during the trip, I met this girl who's really small (about 5'1, 85+lbs) and I was thinking I would kill to be that small ( Read more... )

I hate myself for eating those nuts. I think they were at least 500 calories!!! Oh god. And I was doing rather well too - a wholemeal slice, 1/3 banana and a small orange. The nuts screwed up everything. I've brushed my teeth to prevent me from eating until tomorrow morning.

Tuesday, Feb 3 - 620 cals (BAD)
Wednesday, Feb 4 - 480 cals (OKThursday ( Read more... )

Wow.I just found someone at college who I think is anorexic but has no clue she is. We started talking today and she just went on about diets, exercise, other girls who were skinny, how she restricted, etc. She's so skinny too -- her wrist is like half of mine. I was just standing there in amazement and I finally felt like I could talk to someone ( Read more... )

I almost cry whenever I see the clumps of hair, my hair, all over the carpet. They're falling out way too much. At first, I thought I could deal with it but now, I find myself eating (and that leads to binging) because I don't want my hair to fall out so much anymore. I've tried MSM supplements (I take multivitamins as well) but nothing seems to ( Read more... )

I'm eating like a bitch on heat and I'm actually enjoying it. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Resricting to near starvation starts tomorrow yet again.

Cookies tempt me. They dance in front of my eyes, as if taunting me to join them in perfect harmony. Their scent lingers in the air before tiptoeing unnoticeably up my nose. I cave in. They cackle hysterically and pirouette endlessly inside my body before mutilating into pure fat. Fat. The weight of that monosyllable pounds heavily in my ears. ( Read more... )

I am BLOATED. *runs off to purge*

Still bloated.

Is it the Diet Coke?

Or the sugar-free lozenges?

Or the apple pie from McDonalds? *purges somemore*

*cries*

Still bloated.