It’s all fucking complicated. But I’ll get to the point.
I’m not anorexic, bulimic, or account any eating disorder. I classify myself mentally ill, but who knows what else there is to me.
I run 5 days a week now (started June 25), on my high school XC team. Drinking all the water I can and eating healthy and only when necessary.
CW as of August 2012: 112 lbs
CH: 5’1/2”
UGW: Happy
CW as of 1/21/13: 107 lbs
CW as of 2/1/13: 104 lbs
8/29/12: I went to the doctors this week. I found out I’m pretty much done growing which kills me. I was hoping to at least grow and be 5’4”. But I did lose 5 pounds from last year’s appointment which I can’t complain about. I wasn’t running at the constintancy that I am now so it makes sense. Plus all the water that I drink. My doctor told me to not lose anymore weight though. I really don’t know how to feel.
2/2/13: A lot has changed since then. I don’t run five days a week as of right now. I start spring track on March 1st, running six days a week. I don’t ready or strong enough right now. I lost weight in January. I’m depressed and barely hungry right now. I fainted twice on Wednesday and hit my head. The entire experience has brought me more sadness honestly. People only care when something horrible happens.
