It basically started in November of just last year. I had found a solution. I recall watching anorexia and bulimia TV shows and instead of thinking "that's dumb," I grasped more onto the fact that at least "they" were skinny. I came to the solution of throwing up after so many times having the problem of continuous eating and no satisfaction. Of course, before my so-called solution, I couldn't eat all TOO much, I would get sick, UNTIL I finally was able to throw up. I remember telling a room-mate that I felt sick over the food I had just eaten. I don't think she realized that I had just eaten too much. She thought that I was seriously "SICK" from the food I had eaten. Well, she expressed to me that she would make herself throw-up if she felt "sick" from a certain food. I'm thinking she meant along the lines of food poisoning and all.
I had tried in times past, but only succeeded once, throwing up some ice cream I had inhaled one summer. I recall striving to stick a toothbrush down my throat, the finger just didn't seem to be long enough. Well, the finger became my "solution". Wow, I was now able to eat all that I supposedly wanted and then dispose of it. It felt, feels, like a clean start every time it would occur. I have to stop now, because I do not know how much I am suppose to share, especially because I am not cured. I am looking for help right now. I looked for help in the very beginning, but...please respond to this "cut-off" of a story and I would truly appreciate it if you would give me some names and numbers of places where I might be able to find help and peace...