I just told my pastor at my church about my ed, and he said a prayer for me. That was a huge step for me, cause I moved into my little city so I could get away from everyone knowing about my eating issues, and no one knows anything about it here. I think I am in real trouble with the ana though and don't want to get sick yet again and end up losing everything like so many times before. I am so through with therapist, treatment centers and hospitals, but in order to do something about the place I'm in I needed to tell my dirty secret to someone. I'm grateful that he was so understanding. I've got to do something to get myself out of this hole I'm digging. I'm hoping that now that someone knows about it, I might feel some accountability, but I'm cringing about it now. I'm so embarrassed.
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