I just wanted to take a minute to introduce myself and tell my story.
Wow, eight years I have convinced myself that I am not bulimic, but the truth of the matter is that I am. It all started in college, and then I only had a few “episodes” after I initially uncovered this demon. Over the last two years things have gotten a bit worse. There was even a few times where I would purge into a Tupperware bin and hide it under my bed until I knew no one was home in my house.
Recently it has become easier as my roommate works evenings and there is no one to hear my suffering.
As I have read on a few blogs, I have told myself again and again that this will be the last time... and I keep that promise for a few days, or even a few weeks, but then somehow I slip back into this destructive behavior.
I am reaching out to those recovering from this disease, is there any advice that you can give me on how to fully recover, and be the best I can be, both on the inside and the outside?




