I just signed up about
10 minutes ago... No idea what I'm doing. And I have no idea what to say. I guess I'll just say everything.
My name's Cassy, I'm 15 years old. My dad's an alcoholic. Being a teenager, I feel like my mom expects way too much of me and is super judgemental, and I can't stand talking to either of them and my grades are never good.
I hate everything about
I always have. I hate my laugh, my cry, my smile, my frown, the way that I walk, the way that I talk... And I hate the way that I look.
The first time I starved myself was in eighth grade, and it didn't last long at all, and afterwards I thought nothing of it. But I started again sometime in the middle of freshman year, which I just ended. My friends have noticed. They ask me why I'm not eating and all else that applies. And I constantly lied to everyone. "I'm not hungry; I ate before I left."
I'd always wanted to tell someone, but I never knew who to talk to, considering how much I love attention, and how much I hate that about
myself. So I told my brother, who lived with his dad in Oklahoma at the time. I promised him that I'd stop starving myself and be promised me that he wouldn't tell anyone. But, being little lying me, I still didn't eat. I learned to love the dizziness, headaches and lying.
So right now, a long time later, my brother lives with us. I decided to keep eating again, but now I can never stop eating and it's disgusting. I'm also in summer school but I'm not sure if my grades have anything to do with anorexia, or if I should have mentioned them at all.
Well, I hope you enjoyed my story. It was nice to get all of this out.
Hi Cassy, I gave your post a title...
Post Edited (Cassy MJ) : 6/29/2011 12:07:20 AM (GMT-6)