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im genuinely going insane

my whole life ive been seeking the idea of being sick, i need to be sick. a few months ago i developed trauma due to me risking to suffocate, which led to some sort of an ed based on phagophobia (the fear of swallowing). there i finally felt like i found myself, i was satisfied; but this wouldnt last long, my body eventually got tired of me trying to restrict and finally started eating on its own. this made me feel so invalidated to the point where i stared to starve myself trying to develop an ed in another way. the thing is my body got tired of me once again and is now forcing me to binge whether i like it or not, i have no thoughts whatsoever throughout the process so i can just cry and crashout afterwards since i physically cannot purge without pills. sometimes i exercise to make up for it but lately i havent been able to, it feels nauseating cause i genuinely dont have enough energies and motivation. i would starve for days if i could but my parents force me to eat obviously and unfortunately the second i feel food in my stomach i physically cant stop eating. i constantly feel invalidated by every move that i make and cant bear with the thought of getting better
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Myriad · C
I'm so sorry that this is happening to you.

I'm not exactly good at helping, or at comforting, but I do hope you know you aren't alone.
Yes, everyone says that, I know. You're probably tired of hearing it
But.. well.. goodness, I'm not good at this..
I've been there. Genuinely.
I starved myself for three months. I don't know how I survived. I just had like snacks every now and then.
It's not just the ED I'm talking about, but the part about wanting to be sick. (etc)
I don't know if this is your thought process, but mine was how I genuinely wanted something horrid to happen to me. Just so I could feel cared for and so my worries and anxieties could feel valid.
I didn't care what it was. Getting kidnapped, breaking nearly all of my bones.. I just wanted an excuse to be cared for.
I haven't exactly gotten a counsellor yet, so I can't offer oh-so-great wisdom I've heard from a professional (since I haven't)
But I can at least try to offer comfort. Even if I suck at it.

We're two screens and many miles apart, but I'm sending you a hug. (why is that kind of weird to say- just me or..?)
If you don't like hugs, then I simply offer a hand on the shoulder or just being nearby to help.

I'm not out of the woods yet, but even though we don't know each other, perhaps we can find our way out together.

I believe in you, friend. Life may be hard at times, but it will pass. It might stay with you, but you'll eventually find a way to get through it. Even if it takes a long time.
You have so much to live for. We have so much to live for. Even though humanity kinda sucks right now. (I'm so close to crashing out because of what people do sometimes ngl)

I've probably repeated things you've heard so many times, or at least a version of, but I'm genuinely just trying to offer comfort. Which I suck at. My version of comfort is just really long yapping sessions.
As you can.. probably see.

I've said all I can, really. I'm not good at all this.
I do advise you work on getting a therapist, if you aren't already.
I'm no professional, so I can't exactly help you the way you need it.

But do know that there are people who care <3
I appreciate that you are aware of the issue.

Now how do you change it?
Do get help. All this starving yourself will only hurt you; try to see a doctor.
AngelUnforgiven · 51-55, F
You need to be in a mental facility where they can monitor you and get you the help that you needs. You have several disorders going on.
Control is within don’t give up.

 
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