BINGE Okay first off I hate bingeing, I do it not a lot because I hate the after math (The purge)
Well, What a binge to some might not be one to another!. I think binges are scary it a feeling of lost failure weakness not control of oneself, Though we all need to binge once in a while we will never like the feelings that come after it. I have a story to tell you about one of my worst binge and purge moments.
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Well I have not ate in 5 days Hungry like a wolf my dad went out to Barkers pizza it a great place it get pizza where I live in Ohio I he got a large Cheese Yummy I ate 2 rows chugged a can of soda ate a bag of BBQ chips cried ran to the bath room in tears oh yeah after my dad eats he falls a sleep do to his diabetes so I could get away with purging!. I turned the water on it took a min got in really fast Wait forgot to say i locked the door and turned the radio on to me and my sister favorite station and I began putting my pointer finger down my throat and chunk and more chunk it burn the cheese the sauce the dough all big balls not broken down yet hitting the shower ground as tears fall down my face and i kept going till not more pizza can out or chips until it was empty until i felt good but i didn't the shower covered in balls of food pinkish balls that used to be pizza and chips that now look like brown chunk of BBQ sent drain cover no water going down stomach in so much pain fingers covered in puke and spite back of my throat hurting feels like i have a cold I turn off the water and push the puke food with my food to let the water down and got out, Dried of with the towel and before getting dress picked up the puked with my hands and started throwing it away then got dressed. No one ever found out my parents know about my bulimia so they don't let me eat anything unhealthy a lot anymore with out them keeping there eyes on me because they know I would purge and I would purge no matter if I ate or not anyways.

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