I call my story "success" cause that is exactly what it is. I was
the definition of an eating disorder. I have been hospitalized more
times than I can count. Most of these hospitals I was dismissed from
as "noncompliant". My family was told to prepare for my death. I
was almost 50% less than my ideal body weight. It has been over a
year sense my last hospitalization.
I am not only alive, but doing well in life. I am in college and
for the first time I can remember, I feel happy and healthy. I still
wear an NG tube and may have to for the rest of my life. I have a
digestion disorder from the many years of abuse to my body. Even
with the signs of the disorder still present, I have been able to get on
with normal life. I am confident that I will be in this same position
next year at this time.
I can't pretend that it has been easy. It has been the opposite.
It has taken every ounce of strength that I had, as well as my family
and friends'. Everyday I wake up and think, this is the day that I
could slip, but I don't. I have this new found strength that has
brought me to this level of success. I have full faith that everyone
struggling with this illness can hold the same level of success that I
have.
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