I have had this problem for a little over a month. I’m bulimic. We are learning about it in school and I always feel so embarrassed when we talk about it. I want to stop sooooooooo bad, but I can’t. Every time I say it’ll be the last, but it never is. I’m not even hungry when I binge; I get home from school and just can’t help myself. I’m so tired of it, I’m so miserable. My friends don’t know—no one does. Everybody keeps telling me I’m so skinny, so why can’t I stop?!
I want to tell my mom but I don’t know how. I’m afraid I’ll disappoint her. I get good grades, I’m a cheerleader, a coach, a girl scout, I have great friends; I shouldn’t have this problem. I’m supposed to be the good kid in my family. My two older siblings smoke, drink, have had drug problems. My younger brother has anger issues; I’m supposed to be okay. And I’m not. I’m not going to do this anymore. No more. If I feel the urge I’ll come write here.
