i struggled with anorexia from about ages 12-14 and bulimia from 15-19. currently, at the age of 20, i fit into the ednos category. so, about eight years.

Had it for only 4 months when I was 12 (literally stopped and restarted eating overnight, refused all solid foods). It came back about 6 months ago.

Since I was 15, I'm 21 now...so 6 years.
Altough I've never been diagnosed with anything.

A little over a year.

Longest year of my life though...

I was formally diagnosed when I was 19, but it had definitely been going on for a few years before that. I'm not almost 26, and finally on a healthy eating plan. so...7+ years

To damn long!!! Well started out with bulimia when I was 16 (prob more EDNOS, but they didnt have that label back then) Hospitalized a couple of times. Things would get a little better but never completely. Then about 5 years ago the weight just flew off of me so now I am anorexic with purging. Now I am 41 so that is 25 years. I hope all of you are getting some help b/c it really does hurt your body. I thought things would never happen to me. But you would think that after just about dying 2 times that would be enough, but guess I am a slow learner. So I hope nobody follows in my foot steps!

It started when I was 13... so just under 11 years now.

I've been quite disordered about my eating since I was 14/15 and was always thin. However, the first time it really started getting bad was when I was 17, went on a vacation and somehow lost 6 pounds it was all downhill from there. Started a bit of self-recovery a year ago and now seeing an ED therapist. So I'd say it's been about 5 years. But I cannot remember how to even just have one day without worrying about body image, weight, exercise, and most importantly food.

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15 years. Anorexia for the first half, Bulimia for another 3-4 after that and Binge Eating Disorder (BED) for the most recent 3-4. It's been a HORRIBLE journey to just find recovery now. Once I cut out the purging behaviours (through inpatient and outpatient treatment) I was still bingeing and gained 200lbs in the past few years (averaging about 7000-8000 calories per binge)!!! I feel like I have finally accepted "normalized eating". Wish I would have done that long ago...but you just cannot forsee how out of control things can get. Feel free to friend me if any of you are looking for support in recovery!

I remember trying to stand in ways which made my knees look like they jutted out, and sitting on the lounge crying about the floppiness of my calves, in primary school. I would have been eight? I then went the vegetarian route, and I hit the all-time low at 16 with severe exercise bulimia claiming I had to "earn my sleep" every night and telling everyone who ate food for pleasure they were "disgusting". I'd run 12 km a day then swim 100 laps then do squats and sit ups and push ups next to my bed until I couldn't move anymore and would nearly fall asleep on the floor. I'd do aerobics videos in the middle of the night when my parents were asleep, and I'd stay home from school "sick" so I could run all day without anyone seeing. Sometimes I really WOULD be sick and would still run all day. I've never once purged traditionally, only through exercise and diet pills.

I met my now husband four years ago and stopped caring what I ate because I was happy. On our wedding day one year ago I was the biggest I'd ever been. I then happened to find MFP in the App Store and downloaded it and it immediately brought all the anorexia and exercise bulimia to a head. These diseases thrive in people who are obsessive and addictive by nature, and MFP fuels that so much. So many of my friends have downloaded it and given up after about a week because they don't care enough.

Six months into MFP, I'd lost 13 kg but more through restrictive eating than exercising, although I did manage to get a really bad stress fracture in my foot which brought my weight back up about 6 kg simply because wearing the boot and plaster made it hard to do crazy cardio eventhough I was still boxing, cycling and even kickboxing with them on. I even won a challenge in my gym to do the most hours in six weeks.

So I'm still a good 6 kg less than my wedding weight one year ago, now, but I am exercising four hours a day and on Lite n Easy 1200 diet, and I still can't get back down the 6 kg. My foot is still broken and needs fusion surgery, but I am avoiding it as I know I won't be allowed to weight bear for six weeks after. And it's killing me not to be able to exercise how I want. I NEED to lose that 6 kg and then another 7 kg if possible.

I do fear all this time in the gym before and after work is going to put more and more pressure on my marriage, thank god my husband is so supportive of me doing anything that makes me happy and shutting up with lectures. But sadly this disease never leaves, it's always there in my mind. Even when I'm happy and "chubby" and people see me eating everything I want like a "normal person" and seeming not to care, I know down to the calorie what I've eaten at all times, and internally beat myself up for it. It's exhausting but addictive.

Around 8 years.

I don't remember ever eating normally: I had entire categories of foods that I just wouldn't eat as a child (condiments, for example). . .I only had, like, 5 foods that I'd eat. That just progressed and progressed into more restricting.

I have had periods when I recovered and did really well, but have relapsed several times.

I think i had BED as a child and teen, then at 18 a few months of restricting to 500cal happened then bulimia begun and has continued for 2 and a half years.

Lets see... My first memory of anything anorexia related was when I was about 4 or 5. I heard something about it somewhere, I'm not sure where. I asked my father what it was and he said it's when people don't eat. At that age, my thought process wasn't correct and in my mind I thought they truly NEVER ate, never again. That completely intrigued me. I didn't really understand it, I just thought it was very strange but I liked it.

Around six, I made my first cut. I didn't do it very often, only when I needed to. Around 7 or 8 I relized I needed to suck in my stomach all the time in order to be better. No one told me this, I just knew that's what I needed to do. The comments made by certain family members and other people at school and such just made me much more self-conscious. Looking back at photos and numbers that were taken at doctor's offices (weight, height, etc.) I can see now that I was normal but back then I still saw myself as very large, much bigger than all the other kids. In all reality, I was usually smaller. I guess that's the first memory/sign I have of my BDD. Around that time, I think I was 8, my father remarried. She was so tiny and pretty and she had two daughters, both of which were tiny, gorgeous, and girlie. My father always wanted me to be girlie. Too bad, I'm tomboyish, gothish, punkish, skaterish, I'm just me. They would always talk about how small my new sisters were and how pretty they were. So I think this was a big set-off for me and my ED.

Anyways, it didn't really get too bad until I was around 11. At that point my cutting because a nightly thing, sometimes multiple times a day. I was literally just covered in cuts, scabs, burns, scars, etc. My ED had really started to take off at that point too. The worst part about it all is I'm chronically ill. It's literally deteriorating every part of my body so having an ED on top of everything did not and is not helping at ALL!

Back then I was Anorexic with Bulimic Tendencies. I'm now 20 and it's been such an off and on struggle. I'm now struggling with EDNOS with anorexic tendencies. I'm always confused inside my mind. Some days, weeks, or months I'm just so dead set on anorexia. I can be so on track and nothing will stop me. Then I can wake up the next day and just not care. I'll eat normal. I'll try to be healthy, wanting to get to a healthy weight, just wanting to be overall as healthy as I can be, at least nutritionally. However, because of my being sick to begin with, I'll never be healthy nutritionally. My body just doesn't take in nutrients no matter how many enzymes and treatments I do. SO I then go back into my ana mode. It's definitely a roller coaster but I'm just trying to go with the flow for now instead of fighting it. I'm definitely not ready for recovery quite yet but I'm hoping that day will be soon.

This is the first time I've really written this out so I thank you so much for listening and being patient with my little word vomit here, and thank you if you actually did make it through.

All my life.