End of January last year I split with my boyfriend of 6 years, well we were a week short. But anyhow, I had to - he made me feel crap, gave me no attention at all and I had just started to despise him rather than actually love him.
Things went bad for a month, in February I got marched to the doctors. I blacked out the previous evening, collapsed in a heap on the floor in the kitchen infront of all my family members so quite simply I had no choice. They text my boss to say I was going and literally dragged me there kicking and screaming.
The doctor took my blood pressure (extremely low) and weighed me (barely touched 50kg at the time). I was give information of eating disorders and told of where I could get help if i needed it.
Lifes changed now, took a while, met a few creeps that were only interested because I was single! Grrrrrr and met a fair few that only wanted one thing. Still, I enjoyed life - mainly with my best friend. He was great, always stood by me through thick and thin, through the times with the ex, the times with these jokers and even now.
We thought about taking things further for a long long time, I didnt want to risk loosing my only friend if the relationship didnt work out, and finally took the plunge in May. (3rd May). It was the BEST thing I've ever done.
So yea. I do still have rotten eating habbits, think I always will have. I have gained weight and I do want to loose some! Only this time I have the full support, love and attention I need and am going to do it right for him. We are for life, I'm not risking him like hes never risking me.
Knights in shinning armour do exist, I've found mine!
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