Here's a little back story on me. In high school I was pushing 200lbs. I'm not saying 200lbs is bad for everyone, but for me it was. I was an emotional eater, depressed, no confidence, and just overall felt terrible about myself. When I went to college I lost a ton of weight. And not in a good way. I've struggled with anorexia since I was about 9 years old. In 5th grade, my parents made me see someone to help me. We didn't go alot and I still stayed relatively thin until I traveled to France and back. After my return, I ballooned, I went from 110 to 185 in less than a year. I hovered between 185-195 my senior year of high school. I was always under the watchful eye of my parents throughout high school (with the exception of my 5 week stint in France). They were always on the lookout for an inkling of the anorexia rearing its ugly head.
When I came to Chicago, all bets were off. My first semester I came home nearly every weekend. I didn't have friends so I went home to be with my friends from HS. But once I started making friends, including my roommate, I stayed in Chicago more and more. I also fell into bad eating habits. Within a month I had lost 35 lbs. [Read More...]
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