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My name is Katie and I'm an Anorexic

There. I said it.

I wasn't going to write this, wasn't even sure what to say. But, to remain silent is what this disease wants.

In my teens I "dabbled" with eating disorders, but it was never anything major.

The past few months have been really hard on me, emotionally. Dealing with my abuse, dealing with becoming a young woman. I didn't want my body to change, become someone I had no idea who that was. And deep down inside, I wanted to be sick, to look gross, to show my rapist that I'm not anything he would "want" etc. That was crazy. 

I need to be healthy. For my relationship, my job, and my life in general.

I can't say I'm going to get better over night. But, I am going to try!

With all my love,
Katie
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  1. AnonymousMay 21, 2014 at 7:20 AM

    Katie, you and Brit are very strong young women and are very generous in your willingness to reach out to others since you have been there and have come back! love you both! MA

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    1. KatieMay 21, 2014 at 10:06 AM

      Thank you so much! Means the world to us both! We love you too! Thanks for the support!

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