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Today was the final straw. Im so sick of staring at my reflection and seeing a nightmare. Im so sick of losing control. Im so sick of not being able to enjoy eating. Im so sick of counting calories. Im so sick of feeling like Im going to pass out. Im so sick of eating until I throw up. Im so sick of my family having to worry about me. Im so sick of being sick. I finally decided to take the next step and get some irl help. In the past, therapy has not been very, well, therapeutic. It mostly involved screaming, crying, and threats of protein shakes and feeding tubes, but I hope that I can find a program somewhere that can help me get over my sickness. This is the one year anniversary I have with eating disorders, and I want to end this toxic relationship.