Sigh. I wish I could say things were going well. But it's not. They've never been this bad. I never prepared myself for what life with a long term illness would be like. But it's been 4 years and the last two maybe three of them have gone in such a quick flash, I've never felt this scared about my future.
I've mentioned before quite openly that I have an eating disorder so it's probably not news to a lot of you. But it's gotten so much worse. In the last 11 months I've lost nearly 40lbs down from a low healthy weight. That's like a third of my body weight. When I say it out loud, it feels even worse. I've literally lost every single last thing from my life that I've loved, the exception being my family, the only reason I've not given up as I don't want to be selfish and leave them behind. But I have nothing anymore. Absolutely nothing. My life is empty. I look in the mirror, and all I see is a disease. I never understood why anorexia killed so many and now it makes perfect sense.
Sorry for the mess of words. I'm really lost. And scared. And sad. But I can't get help and I can't stop, so I'm stuck.
And obviously I know runouw is not a support forum, I go on other forums for that, but I've been offline here for so long now and there is a very good reason why and I felt like actually being completely honest for once.

















