Woke Up Feeling Like Shit But Weighed Myself And MY PRAYER BASICALLY CAME TRUE IM AT A NEW LW 50.4 /

Guys fhis is a new low, not only did I spend yesterday and today binging because I was with my friend but when I tried to purge it up just now I missed the toilet bowl and projectile vomited all over my bathroom (didn’t even get much up anyways so it was a waste of time).

I’m so done, I don’t even know what to do at this point I’m just so ashamed. I want this all to stop I want someone to help me but I can’t bring myself to ask for help because I’m too fat and not sick enough to warrant even needing any help. My only hope is death, but I don’t want to die fat, but I can’t keep living like this.

I hate food and I hate myself, lord have mercy on me and let my binge run through me by morning so that I don’t gain

Just broke my fast and I regret it so much, I feel sick why do I do this to myself

Just took 25 laxatives even though the last time I took this much at once I ended up passed out on the floor with the worst stomach pain of my life, but I’m not taking any chances of maintaining for any longer.

Pray for me y’all 🙏🙏

Does anyone have any tips on how to fix severe exhaustion? I’m not sick but I’ve felt like death for some reason the past 2 days and it’s preventing me from getting my steps in because moving feels borderline impossible.

I’m so pathetic I can’t believe I’m crying over bread, my mum chucked it out without telling me so now I can’t have what I was planning to eat and I can’t eat any other type of bread and I can’t eat past 3:30 (literally right this minute) so now my whole plans changed. I’m not even hungry but I have work and I always eat before work and now I can’t and everything feels so out of control.

Need to cut this lower belly fat off of me NYAWWW

I binged again, it feels like I blacked out and now I just woke up. I feel sick, my stomach hurts, I can feel the fat rolls that I swear weren’t there before. I can feel that my stomach has adjusted and expanded to accomodate the binges, the guilt is eating me alive. I don’t recognise myself in the mirror. I don’t know if I can do this anymore, I can’t go another day in this fat uncontrollable body. Everything hurts. I’m ready to die.

There is so much I want to eat but changing my OMAD routine feels so scary ☹️

The binge urges have been hitting hard lately, thankfully I haven’t fully given into them but it’s been causing me to slack off and eat more than planned.

Im praying so hard to keep my restraint tonight when I get home from work, and for this weekend since I’m having a sleepover.

Next week I’m locking in so hard I’ve only got 2 shifts so I’m gonna try liquid fast as many days as I physically can so I can try speed run my goal of reaching 50kg by the end of this month.