Friday, April 6, 2012
Did I stop because I finally got scared--or did I stop because I finally could not physically go on? Because I could not physically go on. Nothing scared me--it tormented me but not enough to make me stop. My body made me stop. All of us who have this disease or have had it know that many times when you reach the point of not being able to go on physically it is too late. Yesterday someone told me that her 27 year old niece had died from liver failure due to Anorexia. I reached that point but I did not die. I do not know why. It is a razor's edge.