I have had issues with food all my life, as a baby I did not want to eat,as a toddler I was forced to eat. My family ate and ate themselves silly. I looked at all of my family who were very overwieght and decided that I never wanted to be like that...........I became anorexic, that then led me to hospital where I was forced to eat to survive. I became normal for a little while then in my early twenties I began to have flash backs from my sexual abuse from lots of differet men....including my own brother. I ate, and ate to try and make myself ugly so no one would ever touch me again. It didnt work and now I can still not seem to eat normal, sometimes I eat good food that will help me loose the wieght but sometimes I eat things that make me fat but help me forget the pain........I want it to stop but somehow you cant because you need food to survive...where do you go from here?????
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