I'm so so sorry for being so depressing and pessimistic and laying this on you people but i really don't know what to do. I've been eating disordered for just over a year and a half now, it started with anorexia and i've tried so hard to get back to normal but all i've done in slip into different forms of eating disorder. I feel so hopeless and it's just getting worse and worse. The only thing i can think of is just to end everything. I'll explain.
For the first time ever, i'm going to admit to myself as well as you guys what's been happening to me, because i'm really scared and i need your help, please.
In early 2007, aged 16 i developed anorexia, although it was never diagnosed, my weight went down to 6stone5 (about 90lb). I'm 5ft9 in height. At my lowest weight i don't know what changed but something in me clicked and i realised how unhealthy i was and that i truely had to start eating; i had no energy and felt dizzy and cold all the time, so toward October/November 2007, i forced myself to try to eat what i guessed was 'normal'- 3 large meals a day, 2 snacks.
I couldn't do it and ended up bingeing on certain days then fasting and making myself sick the rest of the week to make up for it- i developed Bulimia. Then just recently, about July this year, broke up with my boyfriend and i started drinking a LOT of alcohol...not just because it helped me forget about the weeks failings and everything else going on in life but also because if i drunk enough, it's easier to be sick afterwards.
Then around september when i went back to college i couldn't cope, so i started hanging around with a girl in my class who sells drugs so that she'd invite me to her parties because i thought they'd destract me from bingeing and help me break the cycle. And i started using some drugs to distract me from my depressive thoughts and feelings toward food- stuff like coke, E, weed (although i smoked that before) and things like that.
But it hasn't really helped, and now i'm in this rut. I'm not addicted to drugs or alcohol but somehow i've become addicted to food, i didn't stop bingeing because of all the things i was doing, i just stopped purging afterwards. And it's been getting me down so much. When i'm not tripping out or drunk with my friends i'm either eating or just feeling depressed and wishing i could end it.
In the evenings after college i come straight home and eat till i feel sick then grab a can of beer and get more depressed. This has been going on for about a month, and it's only at times like this when i have a little reflection time after a binge that i actually want to stop. But i'm so scared and i know i have to. All i've been thinking about for the past week or so is how easy it would be to pop 4 or 5 ecstacy pills and just die, or just to hang myself, and i'm scaring myself. I don't know what to do.
Please, PLEASE don't tell me to "talk to a parent or relative you trust" because i have none. My whole family relay everything i tell them to my mother (i know this from past experience) and my mother won't understand. She made me stop being friends with an anorexic girl i knew when i was 14 because she said it was "just attention seeking" and that she was being a "selfish brat".
I turned 18 last weekend and i'd promiced myself that if i hadn't sorted this out by the time i was 18, i'd kill myself, and every day i keep thinking of more and more ways to do it, and i'm so scared. PLEASE help me. i don't know what else to do.