I know this might come off as childish or naive so I do apologize if I offend anyone...but for the past three years I have lost a significant amount of weight. My family thinks I am starving my self, Which I will admit, I avoid eating a lot of the time. But considering my past eating habit which was Balimia ( I am not sure I spelled that right) I find what I am doing to not be as bad. I guess I would have to tell all for people to understand what I am getting at. My family as long as I can remember has had issues with people being over-weight and I mean that in the sense that they criticize if you are plump or chubby whatever you want to call it and always say things like "You need to lose that tummy" or "Do you really think you need that hamburger". Well when I was about 11 I started purging and lost a lot of weight to avoid going through such humiliation. I am 5'11" and have been since I was 14 and when I was 16 I weighed 125 pounds. Well, I got pregnant at 18 and I guess my maternal instincts kick in, so I ate to feed my child and thought I dropped the Bulimia. Well the human body being what it is, I gained so much weight that I ended up after the birth of my daughter weighing 310 lbs. Which disgusted me, but due to complications with my C-section I truly couldn't start losing the baby weight until about a year or so after i had my child. Which even though I was trying to lose the weight properly according to doctors and such when I could work out and things like that. My family and friends and soon to be ex husband took full advantage of an easy target. Well I started to eat less and take diet pills and work out any free moment I had. I started at 310 lbs and am now 212 and a half pounds. Now my question is....and again I apologize if this offends anyone....Does this mean I have an eating disorder?
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