After I came back from lithuania my size UK 10 jeans were literally dropping off me, I remember my mum came to pick me up, as we got into the car and closed the door she said "What the hell have you done with yourself, are you crazy! You look like a sick skeleton, pale with bags under your eyes" to me this was bullshit I thought I hadn't changed that much and wasn't a STICK... yet.
A few months after the summer, I got back into the routine of going to school and all the rest of it. I also happen to get into the routine of losing weight more and more each week losing at least 0.5kg if not more. Within 2 months I had dropped down to 50kg. It was the happiest days of my life, I loved my body, I knew it was very skinny but I didn't care what other people thought I loved it. Here's a few snaps of me at my lowest weight. My BMI was about 15.3.
SHUGAW Blog
Wednesday 13 April 2011
Dropping pounds.
After long months of struggle I had gained full control of what I was eating. I avoided most carbs, junk food and lived on a lot of fruit and small snacks. This took me a long time to perfect as cravings and weaknesses ruined diets and I screwed up loads of times. But I got there in the end. This is a few snaps of me gradually getting thinner as time went by.
^This was just after the summer holidays in lithuania, a noticeably thinner frame which I was ecstatic about.This is a picture my friend took whilst we was having a bit of a drunken private party at my house, I was snuggling up to my boyfriend at the time and when I saw this picture I was surprised that my ribs looked like that- but pleased for myself- I had succeeded in being thin.
Fat me.
I have developed anorexia gradually. I've always felt I was fat and have dreamed of being thinner for like- err...forever! I am a pretty TALL girl- 5'11 infact. My highest weight was about 67kg which is a little over 10 and a half stone. Then Anorexia kicked in and I did finally did something about it. This is me at a weight I was just not comfortable in, sometimes id have to wear a size UK12 which would make me want to cry, nothing looked nice on my body and I lost all confidence in developing my own style.
A new thing.
This is me by the way. I went for a very natural look with just a tiny bit of mascara and some eyeliner. The cropped leather jacket is from Bershka.
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