I was at my guy best friends house a few days ago, with my whole class. My ex boyfriend didn’t show up, I think it was because of me. I was sleeping in the same bed as my good friend, and my ex found out. He got jealous and said he missed me, and what we had. I have never been more happy than that. We were talking for hours, and I miss him even more. But at least now we have the same relationship we had before we started to date. Both of us have had a though life, with not talking to parents, smoking, not being social, depression and eating disorder. I have been dealing with bulimia since the beginning of 7th grade, and now I am in 10th grade. In the beginning I would only eat one meal each day, and when my mom forced me to eat more than only one meal I started to throw up. I really hate throwing up, but I’m addicted to it. I cannot live without doing it, I feel so disgusted with my body. I’m really fat. I’m 5’1″ and 125 IBS.