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Dec. 20th, 2004 @ 09:13 am (no subject)
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Date:December 20th, 2004 02:53 pm (UTC)
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grrrrrrrrr! I get that all the time!!! I do want help but only if my husband will admit that I have a problem.. he dosnet really care because he secretly wants me to be really thin. I wont stop till he takes me seriously! till anyone takes me seriously!!!
Date:December 20th, 2004 07:04 pm (UTC)
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I know. My boyfriend would love it if I could be super-thin. I think he'd prefer it if I was super-thin and mentally healthy, but he's not going to complain if I'm super-thin and crazy.

I'm right there with you. I want to believe that someday he'll take me seriously in this... and not only that. I want him to realize that society's (and his) preference for thin girls kills people. And not just dumb teenagers, but grown women like you and I. He thinks I'm too old, too educated, too mature for real anorexia.

He doesn't understand that all it means is that I can do it more sustainably, more intelligently than a fourteen-year-old with a handful of stackers.

I suppose all we can do is pray for the strength to make our bodies reflect what already exists in our minds. It's the old paradox for anorexics who aren't underweight yet... we must get sicker before we can get help.