it all started when i was 14. you know the typical diet, fruit and low carb stuff. that worked for a while. but then i noticed more and more un-perfect things on my body...i always questioned myself, like "oh, only if this part was thinner, or if i looked like this i would be perfect." i sit in the mirror for hours poking and pulling skin to see what i will look like when i get where i want to be. then i said oh, well i f i dont eat breakfast for the rest of the month and exercise 4 times a week then i will be perfect. the typical teenage mirror image wasnt reflecting back at me. i want(ed) to be thinner. so i would skip lunch every now and again. i started eating dinner in my room because i had "lots of homework." i would just throw my food out. then there were the fasting days. once a week i would go 24 hours with out eating. now things were starting to fall into place. the mirror was looking a little better. why would you quit somethin that is working for you?? so i increased the fasting days. 2-3 a week. then my parents were on to me. my mom found food that i wasnt eating in my room. then made me eat dinner in teh dining room every night. here i met mia. i would go straight to my room after dinner then purge in my washroom. things got to be normal again, my mom said the "katrina, dearest, if you have the slightest problem let me know and i will fix it." theres nothing she can do. so once after dinner i followed my routine, and my mom over heard me purging. that landed me right in and ED center. 6 months of ruining what i had created. i had lost all controll. they drilled the feeding tube into my wrist and i laid there. there was nothing i could do. so here i am. rebuilding what i had before. im back to 99 lbs. got a long way to go.