It’s been 12 to 13 years that I’ve been bulimic and it was only recently that i decided to help myself. I don’t really remember how it started but it felt nice every time I threw up. I turned to throwing up as a solution to almost all my problems (weight, family, insecurities etc.) without knowing how it could harm one’s health.

One day, I decided to help myself because I was starting to build a healthy environment. I was making friends who were into sports and encouraging me to be healthy by working out and trying out different activities.

Somehow, it inspired me so I stopped checking my weight and threw the scale out. I stopped watching the food I ate and slowly I was feeling more confident about myself.

At times however, I still had to mentally and emotionally battle with myself (I must admit it still happens) and it was hard to continuously tell myself that I must not resort to throwing up.

Sometimes I can last a day without purging, but sometimes I have to do it at least once or twice. It’s like an addiction and I must say it is really frustrating.

Although I know I am now better than what I used to be, the fight does not stop here. I believe that it is still not too late to change and get better. Sometimes all it takes is a little help from the right people and of course, the willingness to change.