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My battle against my eating disorder.
My battle against depression.
My battle against self harm.
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Okay, so I was at this Italian restaurant and I was binging on Italian food. I went to go purge and when I came back from the bathroom my waiter was talking to the cashier and they both stared me down. Then my waiter looked at the cashier and put his fingers down his throat. They stared at me some more. So obviously the waiter knew I purged. Then I went to go pay and the cashier gives me this HORRIBLE look. Just nasty, like I was some freak of nature.
Yes, douche I’m BULIMIC. Get over it. It’s a disease NOT a life style, so don’t be a judgmental prick!!!
- my mom to my dad.
….sorry mom. I purged them if that helps…..
Like, you aren’t even hungry, but you’re craving a binge. Like you’re addicted to the tastes and feelings of all the food. The feeling of being so full you’re about to burst, and the feelings of relief as you empty yourself. You want to simply because you can, simply because its what you know, simply because you feel you have to.
Please tell me I’m not alone in this.
My mom wouldn’t get me my antidepressant (Lexapro) because it was “too expensive”, so now I have to wait for my doctor the prescribe a cheaper one. It’s probably gonna be Effexor. The thing is, is that I don’t want to take Effexor. I didn’t want to take an antidepressant at all, but then I finally became okay with Lexapro. Effexor has more gruesome side effects and the withdrawal symptoms are terrible. I don’t want to be on an antidepressant for the rest of my life, just until everything gets back in order, but if these withdrawal symptoms are as horrible as I’ve read, I may be stuck on it for a while. :/
Anyone have any experience with Effexor?
