I cannot touch my own stomach without vomiting, crying, or feeling sick.

I feel guilty when I eat anything.

I have a fear of looking myself in the mirror.

If I could perform cosmetic surgeory on myself, I would.

I've been crying myself to sleep for weeks now, and I have no idea why.

I would talk about this openly if I didn't want to be labelled as an attention seeker.

I now feel sick when I have sex.

I wish I had the confidence to become bulimic.

Over the past month, I've considered suicide once, I've phased in and out of eating disorders, but the one thing which has remained is my ability to love people enough to keep this silenced.