Sceptical and desperate says it all.
I've been having one eating disorder or another for about 10 years now. Sometimes it gets better, sometimes I crush. I've been free from it several times. Always picking myself up, never telling anyone about it and never asking for any help. I think by now I'm pretty much an expert on all the advice and the tricks and the methods to deal with bulimia/anorexia. Although I am sure groups like these are of a tremendous help to so many girls and women, I feel so reluctant to get into it. I still think that I should do it by myself, I am afraid, I still think that it is a little pathetic to be winging about what one has eaten and about how hard life is (I realize it is such a wrong place to be saying this but I am also talking about myself and I'm just being dead-honest). I hate to cry out for help but I think I just have to. I have been steadily destructing my own life. I mean it's unbelievable - I used to model, I used to have a blast of a life, I used to have so much passion and ambition. Now I'm stuck. I need to get out, I need to stop being so scared of things. I do not feel I can turn to my family or friends. They know me as a strong and confident young woman. So I guess I what I am saying is that it would be really incredible to talk to someone who has been through the same, to get some support. I guess I can not do it alone after all.