Posts by splenda_sweet

I was in much the same situation as you when I started taking Lexapro. Self harm, Anorexia, anxiety, and depression, and pretty severe OCD. Once I started taking Lexapro, ironically, I got enough energy to really "devote" myself to Anorexia...still, I don't regret taking it, It's probably the only reason I'm alive today.

Right now I take 40 mg of Lexapro, but it started helping me as soon as I took 10 mg. I am a little skeptical about how helpful 2.5 mg of Lexapro would be. Then again, I'm not a doctor.

Word of caution: whatever you do, do not just stop taking your meds. You will go crazy. Taper them off if you must, and ALWAYS keep your doctor in the loop about what you're doing. Good luck!

P.S check out this website! I think it's super helpful! http://www.crazymeds.us/

Unless you have a freakishly high tolerance for pain, I would stick with shaving, rather than waxing.

After I got over the initial pain and redness of the wax, sure, it looked great, but it was one of the most painful things I have ever experienced, and I will never do it again.

Plucking is kind of pointless if you want to majorly renovate your basement, but for stray hairs I say, why not? Just be sure to pluck in the direction of the hair growth, and be warned, it will hurt like a b****.

True, among other reasons.

TPBM knows the whole periodic table by heart!

Original Post by fallingstars27:

Yep...it's 88%.  You're standing on a pile of hardened lard.  Your bones decided to leave your body and fat took its place. 

This made me snicker...

Seriously, it is impossible to have a BF% of 88. It's ridiculous to even think about. Where would your organs be? Your bones?

It doesn't matter what you're body fat % is, you need to gain weight. Find a dietician and let her decide what's best for you, because you need help...now.

teehee,

Last year, I was visiting my english teacher (I was withdrawn from school for inpatient and partial) during my old class. He pulled out a box of crystal light, looked at it and said

"Ah crap, this is the fiber added kind. I can't drink this, I'd have to spend all day in the bathroom. Does anybody want it? Katie? Christy? Juan? NOT you, Meagan!"

Actually, I thought it was pretty funny. He was really understanding and incredibly knowledgeable about eating disorders.

Some less funny things people have said to me:

"You look anorexic, eat something"

"You look like a refugee"

"You don't have the bone structure to be anorexic." (WTF? said by someone trying to discourage me from losing more weight. NOT helpful.)

"I wish I could be anorexic..." (Um. No, you don't...)

People suckkkkkkkk.

Haha, I've spent 90% of my time at home being lazy for the last year. Start school in January, though, I'm so excited!

TPBM wore a pretty dress today.

A girl in my high school asked me that, just being a straight up witch and trying to hurt my feelings. Well guess what, it did. Shocker, right? I still think about it now, and it kind of stings.  I was so not anywhere near overweight, either, probably 125 lbs at 5'6.

And then that girl got pregnant when she was 16. I will always cherish the day I got to go up to her and say "Wow, are you pregnant?" right back. Of course, it meant nothing to her, but it felt good.

I think what that person said to you was rude and unessacary. Sometimes it takes something like that to kick you in the butt hard enough to do something good for yourself.

If anything, use this as an oppertunity to remember that sometimes things that you say with no thought can be extremely hurtful. Next time you see someone who's lost or gained a ton of weight, instead of immeadiately commenting on that, say something like "wow, nice shoes!" or "You're hair looks super hot!"

You'll spare everyone the agony you had to go through.

ichigochanx, I don't know, that's why I asked you!

Yep, less than a month ago actually. And also in January. Little tip: if you want to get admitted very promptly, roll around on the floor screaming curse words. Works like a charm. It helps if you're spewing bodily functions as well.

TPBM knows all the words to "Smelly Cat" from Friends.

Raspberrydreams- I'm so glad you came to that realization! Seriously, I'm so proud of you I could scream! Eating the day after a binge is always the hardest thing for me, I just have to keep reminding myself that a binge is a signal that you need to take care of yourself!

I'm so glad other people found this as helpful as I did. I'm glad I posted it.

Oh yeah, and *bump*!! (yeah, I'm shameless.)

No, I have some stupid song I heard on the radio stuck in my head...even worse, I don't know what it is!

TPBM is phelgmatic right now.

Because NBC already claimed just plain "The Office".

Who is the element "Einsteinium" named after?

Haha, yeah, i tried better'n PB and it tasted awful. A horrible excuse for peanut butter. I'm a peanut butter snob too, though. I have a big jar in my pantry with a teensy little spoon-dent in it. Wish I could send you a spoonful and let you experience the horror yourself. Peanut butter is awesome, and it's got good stuff in it! Subsitituting BTPB for the good stuff is like substituting warm grape juice for wine. Just don't. George Washington Carver would be ASHAMED of you!

I've heard that if you pour the oil of the top of the natural PB and stir in a few teaspoons of honey, it tastes great and has less fat. I've never done it, though.

Okay, so just wanted to post an update to my last:

I have not purged since the 13th of November! I'm really proud of myself. I owe alot of it to the absolutely perfect-for-my-body wean than the ER doctor put me on. Still, I owe alot of it to myself!

As for the scale, here's the deal.

On Tuesday morning, I went into my parent's room, and retrieved the scale from it's latest hiding place. (Last year while I was in the hospital, my parent's swore up and down they were going to throw it away. I found it a few weeks later in my dad's sock drawer. then, on top of the washing machine. Then, under my mom's dress rack. THEN, in my dad's closet!) This time, it was behind a chair cushion. I took it into my room and immediately removed the batteries, lest I be tempted. I then drove out to the local Goodwill, and left it on the stoop of the donation center, dead in the center of the walkway, like a little abandoned child in an old movie. I drove away and it felt GREAT!

The best part is, there is no way they can be mad at me, because they told me they threw it away. If they asked me what happened to it, they would be admitting they had failed to do pretty much the only thing I asked them to do when I began recovery.

As I drove away, leaving the object that dictated my self worth for countless years, I felt a part of me left behind with it. I felt a little sad, a little guilty, and A LOT relieved!

Chyeah! mel, you go, girl!

Haha, I'm feeling really "go team-y" right now.

When people say things to me like that lady did to you on the bus, I always stutter and giggle and turn red, but internally, I'm just smoldering, and a little crushed. So good for you, setting her straight.

As for how I challenged my ED today, I have one word: THANKSGIVING.

And I rocked it!

Congratulations on going to a therapist, and being able  to admit you have a problem. You do have a problem. An eating disorder is not only characterized as being underweight, but as the other things you said: having an irrational fear of eating and gaining weight.

Go see an eating disorder specialist and tell them the reasons your family is concerned,  and why you are concerned. You are ABSOLUTELY right that you should get treatment before you meet all the statistical requirements of anorexia or bulimia. Right now it sounds like you have ED-NOS (ED not otherwise specified). It only took me two months to go from ED-NOS to Anorexia, and I had alot further to go than you.

Yes,it's good to exercise, yotaka, and yes, her weight is not too low according to BMI (not that anyone with half a brain would assume that says ANYTHING about your health), but anything can be disordered if you have a disordered mindset. It shows great ignorance on your part to assume that because the OP doesn't fit your definition of an anorectic she isn't. If someone had said to me what you said to her after I finally racked up the courage to see a therapist, I would have felt really discouraged.

So go find another therapist, and trust your instincts. It is not right for a therapist to make you feel stupid, and it usually takes a few tries to find the right therapist. Keep in mind, your family and you know you alot better than some therapist who saw you for an hour, one time. Try to enjoy thanksgiving for what it is: a chance to be with people you love and give thanks for what you have, rather than what it has become.