Hello, I'm Kaly Phillips. And if like to tell you my story, on how I survived anorexia. No, I'm not trying to get attention, I'm trying to get out to others whom may are going through what I went through. And to a story, that maybe others have.
I'm just a 14 year old girl. When I was younger I wasn't all that skinny. I loved food, and didn't care what I looked like, I felt.. happy. I was being bullied, in how I dressed and how much weight I had. But, I wasn't listening to them, I didn't know what that meant. Then, years went by and one day I looked at myself in the mirror and everything went down hill.
Everyday you look at perfectly shaped bodies, and I just looked at myself, I didn't look like those models you see in magazines. I wanted to be skinny, skinny like them.
So, I made a stupid decision to stop eating. This was not very good for me because I was an athlete, but I did it anyways. I limited my calories to less then 200 a day. I picked at foods, and when I ate something unhealthy, or too much, I would cry, then the next day eat less.
I started having blackouts, dropping things I didn't even know I let go of. And going to bed was the worst. I layed down crying, clutching my stomach because it hurt badly.
Everything started to thin. My legs, arms, stomach, and my face. I dropped to 92 pounds, which was not good for my age (13 years old).
I lost my spot as a starter for soccer, because I lost my strength, and my power. While exercising I got this massive headache and sharp pain in my stomach that has no words to explain how much it hurt.
I put my loved ones through a hard time, expecially my mother. She cried every night, praying I would get better. So did my younger sister, she always forced me to eat, shoving food at me, but of course, I refused.
Months went by of having this illness, of this overpowering depression. I did cut once in awhile, I hated life, but never really wanted to end it, because I had hope.
Then one day, I looked at myself in the mirror, and it didn't look like me. The girl in the mirror looked small and fragile, too skinny. Bones showing, I didn't like the looks of this.
So, I wanted to get fixed. I went to a therapist and she was just absolutely amazing. I have no words to describe the amount of effort she used for me, and she never gave up.
I ate once again, but started off slowly. But now, I'm healthy once again, some days I love my body, so days I don't. I'm still working on it. But I'd just like to tell others, you're beautiful. All this pain you're going through, it going to end. You'll meet that someone and your life would never be the same again. I don't know how to explain this well, there is just so much to say, and so much I'm missing. But need any questions, contact me.
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