I used to be entirely anorexic last fall, and before then.
I can remember it going back to the 4th grade when I was 9. We were on a school trip and they were feeding us some cheesy pasta thing. I was dreaded, and when I went to take a bite I discovered it was cold and I refused to eat it or anything else. I can also remember at home I'd refuse to eat meals if they weren't the ones I liked, and I'd sit at the table in front of it the whole night.
Skip a few years to age 12. I'm painfully self-conscious, and I hate myself, and I still do now too. I convinced myself I was fat and looked up to bones. I love bones. I limit my calorie intake to about 500 per day, and I succeed.
At age 14, last fall, I had it all going perfectly. I'd eat nothing the entire day, then at dinner I'd only have a veggie burger and that was it until a little something I ate at night. Then I went through periods of binge eating. It's like that now. I'll be doing well (in my head) for a few weeks, I'll have complete control, then binge endlessly for what feels like forever for months. It's cyclic like that now.
At this point I don't view myself as huge or fat, but I'm just dissatisfied by how I look. I'm 5'6, about 100lbs and it's still not thin enough, but I don't think I'm fat. I have a fascination with bones and all I want is for mine to show. I think my anorexia has turned to EDNOS.