Hi
catostrophix
First of all I admire your honesty.
I remember being your age & going through similar struggles. At the time, I remember thinking that there was no better feeling on earth than seeing the number on the scales go down. I loved it when people told me, "You've lost weight!" - If anyone told me anything I didn't want to hear, about my ever decreasing waistline, (19 inches at one time!!), I would tell myself, they were jealous & just out to sabotage me. I was resistant & wouldn't believe anything apart from the fixed beliefs I had inside my head, & the distorted views I saw in the mirror ... such is the nature of the beast
I am now 45 years old. I have lived a very sad & lonely life, consisting mainly, of me & my eating disorder. Together, we managed to chase, almost, everybody & anybody, who got too close, away.
I progressed from being anorexic to being bulimic, to, recently, giving up completely & turning into my worst nightmare, now being 253lb/18stone/113kg.
In my 20's & 30's I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis & I also, started to lose my teeth. I have suffered a miscarriage too - something that still haunts me to this day - all possibly due to the self abuse of my body
I really hope you do/are doing something about this now. Do not let this horrific affliction eat away at another 30 years of your life, like I did ... or even worse!
Finding a good therapist is the key. I never progressed with anybody I didn't trust or respect. Also, it must be your decision. If you are not fully ready to accept that you are ill & truly want to get better, the resistance will still be there.
Yes, anyone can be forced to go through the motions, but unless they are prepared to do the work themselves, for themselves, the cycle will begin again, as soon as they are left to their own, manipulative & deceitful devices ... yes, when gripped with this disease, secrets & lies become par for the course. Anything to keep up the facade of normality!
I hope telling you, about my struggle, helps. Of course, I know this is a complex disease & there is so much more that I could say. I have met many people, who suffer from eating disorders, & each & every one of them was beautiful, kind, caring, intelligent but, most of all very, very, sad ....
Success and happiness are not matters of chance but choice. Let us both choose to succeed at this & be happy 