Okay, so when I started in year 7, aged 11, I didn’t really have any people that I knew in my years so I had to make friends. I had always been fairly confident around other people once I got to know them.
So I got in with this group & there were about 10 of them. I was hanging around with them at lunch time, etc. Anyway, they began to pick on me. It began as teasing really but they said they didn’t want me in their group & I wasn’t there friend so I couldn’t sit with them.
In the end, I realised I wasn’t good enough for that group & I walked away & had nobody.
Eventually, time got on but they continued to tease me, saying various things. But they started calling me fat.
Looking back then, I wasn’t really fat. Maybe I would look even better if I lost a few pounds but I didn’t need to diet. Anyway, I went home & decided that I would eat healthily.
I had a small bowl of cereal in the morning for breakfast & at lunch time I would have a sandwich with a piece of fruit, rather than a packet of crisps or a chocolate bar. At dinner time, I would have what my mum dished up, really. Our dinners are always quite healthy.
Time went on & gradually, the bullying never stopped, even though I lost some weight. I then decided to take drastic action on my body.
I would throw away the breakfast in the morning that my mum had prepared for me & then at school, I would throw away at least half of my lunch. At dinner time, I picked & then went to the bathroom to induce vomiting.
After a while, my mum figured what was going on & she followed me upstairs & asked me if I was alright & was I making myself sick. I told her the truth but didn’t tell her about the bullying until the end of the year.
Since then, I would diet drastically every now & again & lose a lot of weight & then eat normally & put it back on.
Time progressed at school & I was achieving highly, keeping my head down & I had a small group of friends to hang around with.
However, when I got into year 9, aged 14, I really, really liked this guy. I began talking to him & got to know him quite well. He helped out around the school, coaching football, working in the school library, etc. Anyway, I was convinced that I wasn’t good enough for him & because he didn’t seem interested in taking our relationship further, I spiralled down again & stopped eating, & when I did eat, I was inducing vomiting once again.
My best friend soon found out & because she knew that me & this guy had become close, she told him. He spoke to me & confronted me about it & met me at lunch time & took me to the library where I had to eat my lunch in front of him every day. Believe me, that only made matters worse.
My parents were contacted by the school, & it was either him or my friend that had told somebody.
When I went home, my parents went mental, saying it was because I was attention seeking, etc, which was never true.
Unbeknown to me, this guy was dating an anorexic himself. I didn’t find that out until days later when a girl walked into the library & said it out loud, whilst I was sitting next to him. I just remember it breaking my heart at the time.
Soon after, his girlfriend dumped him & because my best friend knew the crush I had on him, she told me that she had dropped hints that he should go out with me because we would make a good couple.
Not much longer after that, we got together, on one condition. If there was any chance that he & his ex would get back together, he would go back to her.
I will stress that I am not a skank or anything but because I was desperate to be with him & be loved by a guy because it had never happened before, I said yes.
It didn’t work out for us because he had a religious background & there was no way a long term relationship was going to last. We were arguing a lot & it just didn’t work out.
At 15, I tried smoking to suppress my appetite & reduce what I was eating.
I’m now 17 & I still spiral into strange eating patterns. I don’t eat during the day, mainly drinking tea/coffee or water & only picking at fruit. I eat my dinner in the evening but that’s really the only meal I have.
Sometimes, if I feel as though I have eaten too much, I induce vomiting. I usually do this once a week but still have often & regular thoughts on doing this more often.
Every now & again, I excessively exercise, literally to the point of exhaustion.
I’ve always wanted to be perfect & I strive for perfection. All my friends noticed & I was even given the label, Little Miss Perfectionist when I was at school. I feel the need to achieve highly & be successful.
When I’m home alone especially, I cook the dinner & do all the housework & really, I’m the daughter that can be relied on. I’m trustworthy.
I’m fairly intelligent, passing all my GCSE’s with an A* & 6 A’s & then a few B’s & C’s. I always focus on getting high marks on my college work & if I don’t, I feel as though I’m worthless.
I’ve always had low self esteem. I had to attend self esteem classes once a week at the school but it never really went deep into emotions & I don’t think that it helped me all that much.
I didn’t feel as though I could open up to a group of people how I really feel about myself.
My family are confident but I just can’t seem to be which is a shame because they always say I need to be more confident & that I’m too shy & quiet.
I just don’t feel as though I can live up to their expectations & although they don’t have any of me or my sister, I feel as though I need to & be perfect.
I hate shopping for clothes because I can’t try them on. I physically can’t bring myself to do it & then picking out the sizes makes me feel physically sick. It looks flattering on someone else, but not me. I try & imagine a skinny version of me in them which is better than the real me. I never feel as though I deserve to buy clothes for myself, so I never do it.
Eating out is a pain because I feel fat & I only select a small dinner & then pick at it. It’s nice to think that whilst I have something small & healthy, I can watch my family eat whatever they have & know that I’m not weak & haven’t caved it, yet if I do eat unhealthily, I’m still the strong one because I can bring it back up again.
I don’t eat out with friends because of the same reason.
I just want to know what’s going on & if I have an eating disorder. I’m not of an anorexic weight & I’m actually in the healthy BMI range but it doesn’t stop me from doing this. I know this isn’t a healthy thing to do, really, but I can’t stop myself.
I don’t feel as though I can talk to my family because they will class it as attention seeking once again & I really want to stress that it isn’t the case. That’s hurtful that they think I would do that & it’s frustrating because I generally have a good relationship with my family. I want help, I really do, but I don’t know what I’m doing to myself & I can’t speak to anyone.
Why aren’t I perfect? What’s going on?
Any help is much appreciated.
Thank you.