Hello everyone. Just wanted to share this with you all. I just came home from my boyfriend's house and I was talking to him about how I am doing. Once again, it kinda turned into an argument, because he can't seem to understand why I do this. However, he started to break down and told me that one of his best friends in high school died from bulimia. He is 28 and I am 23... she died about 3 years ago, so she was 25 when she passed away. I knew who she was because she also knew my older brother, but I did not know how she died. It makes me really sad to think about her and how incredibly young she was. I wish she had help and wish someone could have stopped her. I don't know exactly why I'm telling you all this, but it just puts things into perscpective a little. It is actually making me think about the damage I am doing to myself. Let's try to be strong and take care of ourselves. She doesn't have the chance but we do... XO
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