I became so scared and focused on food that everything else became unimportant and I blocked it out.
When I had to go to hospital and we were told what it was I was in denial and said some pretty hurtful things to my parents but now I am so grateful because they must have been so frightened! My heart rate was only just over 30bpm when I was awake. Normal sleeping rate is 60-100 or something. I was literally a heart attack waiting to happen and a few more days and I might not be writing this right now.
Hospital and the first few months after were a very highly stressful and emotionally intense time where a lot of hurtful things were said and done. Anorexia has also convinced me to hide things from my parents but I want to be open with them.
I have also hurt my siblings because I haven't been the big sister that's always there to protect them lately.
My friends have also lost their carefree buddy for a while who isn't paranoid about food and so won't go out with them. But that fun-loving chicka is on her way back 🎉 I even went out with them for frozen yoghurt and ate it all the other day, which was a big step for me, not to just throw it out and pretend I are it 😁



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