Unknown Disorder.

When I was 15 I was diagnosed bi-polar, and was put on a medication called "Zyprexa". One of the side effects is weight gain. I gained 20 pounds which made comments from my parents start pouring out about how I got "chubby." About 6 months of being ridiculed for the fact that I was no longer 5'8" and 125lbs but now 145lbs, I was perscribed another medicine called "Adderall", to help me pay attention in school and was taken off the Zyprexa. Adderall lessens your appetite. I quickly lost all of the weight because I was no longer eating, not because I didn't want to eat, but because the Adderall made me feel like I was never hungry. I dropped 30 pounds in 3 weeks, and started to notice that I was even skinnier than before, and liked it. I was no longer being teased for being just a little bit over weight. I then also started to notice stomach pains [hunger pains] and eventually was so malnourished that I fainted. My mom found my unconcious on the bathroom floor and took me to my family doctor that perscribed me all of these perscriptions and told me that I had to keep a food log, and I would have to eat 5 times a day. That was the moment I realized I had a problem because the first words out of my mouth were, "But I'll gain weight!". Everyone in the room knew exactly what was wrong at that moment, including me. I started keeping a food log, and then slowly just started lying in it, and still kept on not eating. One day, I was at Dairy Queen, where I was working at the time, and started to get dizzy. I knew that I was going to faint again, but I had a line and felt like getting the orders done was more important. Of course that only lasted so long, and I fainted in the back of the store. The next thing I know I'm being pulled up off the floor by firefighters, hooking me up to machines and taking my blood sugar. They rushed me to the hospital where I sat by myself for 6 hours because my friends were so upset with me that they wouldn't even come visit me. I then decided that I valued my life more than my weight. It was a long time coming, and it was hard to get into the motions of eating again. Now, I'm still battling it, but I have methods such as; if anyone asks me if I'm hungry, "Yes". Even if I just ate. That keeps me eating. I'm at a healthy 130 pounds, and I'm not saying it's hard, but if I can beat it, so can you.

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