when I was little, like- 5 and 6, I didn't eat at all. It used to put me in the hospital because I would wake up, get ready for school, and be so weak I couldn't brush my hair. I would pass out from malnutrition, my mom hired someone to follow me around tracking what I ate. I 'm 16 now, my mom died of drug overdose 6 years ago, I moved in with my step dad and step mom, and two summers ago, I started myself for three straight months, lost a ton of weight, and my parents acted like they didn't notice even though they were being told by other family members that I'm Anorexic. It's been on and off since then, but I'm still losing weight. Its so stressful to be in this constant state of weakness and thought process. My therapist didn't seem to care, my boyfriend of four months told me how he didn't see how Anorexia is even related to depression...I can feel it starting again.