They finally noticed just how much weight I had actually lost. My mom decided to take me to a psychiatric doctor, who tried to talk to me. But I never said a damn thing. I was basically a closed book.
I don't really remember much after that. Just that I was in and out of a kids psych ward. I would pretend to eat, just so I could go back home. But when I was home, I never ate, so I lost all the weight I had gained while at the psych ward. Therefore, I had to be readmitted. This was just one vicious cycle that lasted for months.
Then one day, I decided. I didn't want to die. I wanted to live, have a life. And I really didn't want it to be a sick life either.
So, slowly I started to fight it. And let me te;l you, fighting was one of the hardest battles I've ever had.
I began to exercise again, and I started
to actually eat healthy foods. I learnt a lot about nutrition, and I learned to eat, but in moderation. Not too much. Not too little. I also learned how the body and food work together. That I needed food, which turned into fuel, which I needed to workout.
I went against all of my habits, all of my fears, and took control of my life once again."
Sophie is now 18, she lives with her parents and will be graduating in June. She is healthy, both physically and mentally. Although, she does talk to a counsellor every other week. Just to check up. She no longer fears food, and actually loves life.
Sophie's confessions. Living with an EATING dISORDER.
"I'd just like to say to everyone out there that has ever struggled, or is struggling with some form of mental disorder... Please take it from me. I know life seems hard right now, impossible even. But trust me, things will get better. And you have so much to live for. You are perfect, wonderful and amazing. And I love you.
Keep on keeping on!"