The start of my recovery

Love torn apart from what I once known. I guess the old saying is right you must love yourself before loving another. But I know you could have heard tons of stories like this, there also tons of books studies about it. But there not me. These are my issues and my way of telling how I feel.
This my story my battle with anrexia & blumia. It's a up hill and down hill type of fight in side me.


My story starts couple of years ago. When my friends developed womanly parts. And I was stuck in my boyish body and looks. As they developed so gracefully in there life's as well. But I stayed behind and cried.

But shortly after that moment I starved myself! Seems stupid doesn't?
Well to me it wasn't to me it was must be skinny to feel like I'm gonna be someone. I don't know if I as looking for someone to love me or looking to love myself. Or maybe it had something to with my childhood. But I'm on my road to recovery.

And I'm not afraid to own up to what I did. I wanna help others with this hard painful journey. Love isn't easy to come by even if you got the looks.