sorry to sound like sucha bitch, but I've noticed that you've mentioned it on MANY discussions and I'm kinda sick of hearing about it, and I feel like you mention it to get people to feel sorry for you---I have had many friends with eating disorders and this is what they do, so sorry about the tough love, but I'm not taking pity on you for what you're doing to your body and then it seems like you're bragging about it

awb711 you are sweet and helpful

lol, thanks, I hope that wasn't sarcastic :) If it was, more power to ya!

Sorry if I offended anyone :)

Awb... Anorexia is just another form of depression. I dont get it either but for someone to do that to themselves must be low dont you think :) Have a heart...as far as i know, anorexics find that they have major control over one particular thing in their lives. Their food intake and because they cant control anything else, this makes them feel ( Wrongly, yes ) that they are at least in control over something.

you know your messed up when the blade of a knife cutting open your skin actually feels good and gives you alittle hi

You know you are really messed up when you have alzeimer bulemia.. You eat all you want but then you forget to throw it back up.. J/K I know this was wrong but maybe one little laugh would help.. teehee

You may well laugh... but i think iv got that alzeimers bulimia! I honestly cant stop eating! iv put on so much weight its unreal and Ive never been like it before :(

How about when you watch a corn field burning and 1 You feel good 2 you did it LOL

is pyromania depression as well then?

You know you're messed up when you wanna down a bottle of whisky and actually succeed. Then pass out.

you know your messed up when you miss the point of the topic

You know you are messed up when you body doesn't want to drink but you look at the clock and set a time and force yourself to drink.

I know I'm messed up when I'm tempted to say I "only weigh 335 today" LOL... sorry, I live on the flip side of anorexia, another variation of slow motion suicide. (But considering just a few weeks ago I was 354, I feel damn good about that 335. Scary, huh?)

I know I'm messed up and in dire need of SSRIs again when I have a big box full of unopened mail... when the phone rings unanswered... when I have no idea what the balance is in my checking account... when the drapes stay closed... when the houseplants leaves are turning shades of autumn... when I forgot where I left my shoes, they've been lost for weeks... the list goes on.

don't think i did sorry.