Hi, my name is Christmas. I'm 20 years old and I only want to know why I feel the way I do. I have been obsessed with my weight since I was five years old. Every minute of every day I am thinking about my body. I cant see people on the street as people. I see them as bodies. Collar and cheekbones, hips, legs. My mother was a model and suffered with eating disorders when I was younger. My younger sister has grown up to be stunning. I have always been short and rather plump. I am 5'2. I weigh 165 lbs and I can't stand it. I cant look in the mirror. I cant eat without hating myself more than I already do. I feel alone. Imperfect. And little. I dont know if its an eating disorder or just an aversion to my own being. I've been to therapy. It didn't help me to know that someone else thought turning me into smiling zombie was the answer. I want to feel better. I've tried being healthy, exercising, eating right and nothing happened. I tried starving but I got hungry. I've taken quite comfortably to bulimia and I'm scared. I don't want my little girl to think this is okay. I dont want her to envy. And I don't want to either. But I don't want to stop. I want to feel pretty. I want to feel in control of something and I don't know what to do.