I'm Caitlin. This is my blog. It will be primarily about my eating disorder. I'm 19 years old, attending college to become a high school English teacher. I welcome comments on my entries, and I like making new friends. If you see something you like, make sure you tell me =]

Height: 5'1
HW: 140 lbs.
LW: 92 lbs.
CW: 114 lbs.
UGW: 80 lbs.

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17th April 2012

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TMI

I hate bowel movements. Unless I’ve taken a laxative (a habit I broke myself of but have lately been slipping back into). If I brought on the BM that way, then I’m okay with it. But naturally occurring BM’s make me feel like I’m eating too much because I wouldn’t have BM’s if I weren’t eating too much. I know this is highly illogical & crazy, but I swear it makes me feel bad when I naturally NEED to take a crap. Ugh.

16th April 2012

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You should see my boyfriend. He’s got enough to list his skin color as rainbow, haha.

You should see my boyfriend. He’s got enough to list his skin color as rainbow, haha.

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15th April 2012

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Two weeks ago.

Two weeks ago I was 128 pounds.

Two weeks ago, I got a bit of a stomach bug.

Two weeks ago, I stopped eating. I threw up when I did.

Today I weigh 114 pounds. My clothes are loose. I feel smaller. I feel better. I’ve been drowning in a crushing depression for the past few months. Not eating hasn’t solved my problems. But I’d be lying if I said it DIDN’T make me feel better. I ate well for a while. But I can’t do it anymore. I can’t bring myself to eat again. I’m back to where I was. Part of me feels at home. Part of me is scared to death.

For better or for worse, here I am.

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4th January 2012

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Too early to be up.

But actually it’s not. I have to be at work at 9. Before that I have to pick up my boyfriend. I had a long & confusing night. I stayed with my grandma tonight & while it made me happy at the time, it’s made me depressed now. I miss living with her so much. I miss not having the stress of bills & taking care of a house on my own. I miss having the only thing I worry about being my eating disorder. Now I can’t just lay in bed when I’m too weak to wake up, I HAVE to go to my job. I HAVE to make money to pay the bills. It’s not optional anymore. And I work at a fucking buffet. A buffet! That’s one of the places I usually want to be FARTHEST from. I took a Stacker (diet pill) & it’s tearing my stomach apart. I’m not sure what this post is about. Just rambling at this point, I believe. Oh well, I will make today good. I WILL. Going grocery shopping later…wish me luck with that one, haha.

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4th January 2012

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calipp0z:

my thoughts exactly!

calipp0z:

my thoughts exactly!

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4th January 2012

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hypnoticnotion:

24/7

hypnoticnotion:

24/7

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4th January 2012

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4th January 2012

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