My Eating Disorder, Coming clean with my girlfriend about my eating disorder

I Would Not Eat

When I was 16 years old I was in a relationship with this amazing girl. One night I was honest with her and I told her that I had an eating disorder in the past and I was scared that it would come back.

She told me she didn't want me to be sick, but the next day at school the smell of food just made me sick. I was afraid to tell her that I didn't eat that day.

As the months went on there would be days that I didn't eat at all and I would have to lie to her about it. Slowly but surely I stopped eating all together.

She started to notice that I was counting calories and that I needed help. Of course, me being the person I was, I denied I had a problem.

It got so bad that I hadn't eaten in 2 or 3 days. We took out time and went to a restaurant and I had a half a double cheeseburger. Then we went to Wal-mart and that is where I nearly fainted in the middle of the isle. I guess it was then that I realized I needed help.

My girlfriend and I talked about it, but I was scared. So we told my mother and by then she had already noticed, because I had lost weight, about 20 pounds.

When I went to Brentwood I was scared because I didn't know what to expect, but I did know one thing, the one person that said she would be by my side wasn't even there when I needed her most.

I wanted my girlfriend there more than anyone, besides my mom, but she up and left me, so I had to depend on myself. But now things are different. I have been recovered for nearly 2 years and although I think about being skinny and wanting to lose weight, I keep eating and I keep my strength up, because I know it's what I have to do to survive.
S. Campbell

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