Hi, I'm Tomica and really glad to have found this community. Starting when I was about twelve I stopped having enough self-esteem to eat. I was the stereotype of that sad little ana girl with the hollow smile always saying, "No thanks, I just ate." After high school I had to see an obgyn about a problem I was having that ended up being endometriosis, he told me that I was "grossly underweight and need to gain at least fifteen pounds." I started college and was sucked into a group of friends who got together before their classes and ate breakfast then again in the middle of their day to have lunch. I went from 104 to 117 in three years, I'm 5'4" by the way. My doctor is satisfied with my weight gain and I am too. I didn't realize before how I was hurting myself and how unhealthy what I was doing was. I feel very fortunate that my e.d. was not because of what I thought about my body specifically but about my entire self-worth; I'm not sure I'd have had the strength to break the cycle without some sort of traumatic event like hospitalization.
I love my self and I love my body and it feels really good to know that there are others out there who have overcome.