Prepare for something amazing! (In a weird, messed up way)
Background: I'm 5'1 and 101 lbs. I'm not underweight, near it, but I'm not. I have a strange eating disorder where I monitor my weight, starve myself, and make myself throw up if need be to stay at my weight. Nobody knows about my eating disorder but me.
I went to a student convention in DC. My roommate, Swifty (looks like Taylor Swift) and I hit it off immediately. We stayed up late talking, etc. We met two other guys, and two other girls we hung out with.
Fast forward to our first meeting. Swifty and my other friends claimed seats together. As the instructor was talking, we hear a loud bang. Wtf? The door opens.... Partway. We see a glimpse of the person and know full well why she can't get the door open. She must have been 5'2 and 180 lbs. what is she holding? A freaking cupcake. She'd rather have a hard time with the door than give up her preshus cupcake. No one goes to help her. We're all amazed and somewhat shocked.
So finally, she bites the cupcake in her mouth and opens the door with quite a struggle (that door wasn't hard to open) she waddles and finds an empty seat....right next to me and my friends.
"Miss Emma, you aren't allowed to eat in here. Please dispose of your food."
"But... But I NEED this! Please! My blood sugar is low!" (Yeah freaking right)
So she makes a fuss until she's almost kicked out, then throws that cupcake in the bin so hard, probably out of anger and the fact that no one saw through her bullshit excuses.
So I'm forced to sit next to her, I was on the end of my friends. She has her bag on her lap. And there's the sound of a bag opening. Curious, I look over. The mysterious bag was potato chips. SERIOUSLY? Some of us are here to listen to the meeting, not deal with the BS of any obeast.
Deep into her bag of chips, which she presumes is hidden (crunch crunch, slop slop) the instructor comes over, hip to Emma's tricks. "Miss Emma, we discussed this. No food allowed in the room. Im afraid I'll have to kick you out."
WHATTTT? I PAID FOR THIS TRIP! You have no right kicking me out of this meeting! My blood sugar is low! I could die!" Everyone saw through her BS and Emma was kicked out. Good riddance. She was allowed on all our trips and next meetings, but nosy me sees food in her bag. Every damn time.
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[–] coloradocoolie000 0 points 5 points 5 points (+5|-0) ago
that's a funny story.. but honey, you don't have a "strange" disorder, you have something that thousands of people suffer from- anorexia AND bulimia, and if you want to maintain your weight healthily while not reducing your life expectancy and quality, i would simple just eat healthy and work out. that's the best option for your mental and physical health! much love babe!