So I'm sifting through research articles on pubmed and I just found out that scientists have found a way to 'make a mouse anorexic' basically they saw that when they highly restrict the food available to the mouse, it begins being hyperactive and exercises excessively on its wheel, night or day, and starts to opt for exercising over taking food even when offered to them. Then they did brain scans on these mice and found that their brain activity was very similar to human anorexic patients.

I thought this was really cool because mice are scavengers that will eat whatever they can find, so for their abnormal brain activity to be so strong that it makes them not take food offered (when they have restricted access and are starving) is insane to me. Its like oh shit this actually is a physical disease and I'm not just making it up in my head, who'd a thought

side note: I'm really curious how many people here are interested in the 'science' of their disorder, I'm thinking if anyone else gives a shit I might start a forum just to post the conclusion from research stuff I read to get some legit info on a lot of things we're always contemplating (weight loss plateau, CICO vs other, HIIT vs low intensity long duration, metabolism of anorexics, body's reaction to starvation, all that kinda stuff

• your geeky premed anorexic

In honor of the number of "help, I kept a binge down/am I going to die" threads I've seen recently, I will be reporting on what happens with this binge I've kept down for science and entertainment purposes. This is also gonna be the first time I actually -have- kept a binge down in about three years, so I'm genuinely curious to see how this shakes out.

Relevant info:

The binge was probably in the 10k-15k calorie range- not particularly huge volume-wise, but extremely calorically dense foods. Pizza, pasta, mashed potatoes, ice cream, etc. I had every intention of purging it, but fell asleep and woke up a full 15 hours later like... Well OK then.

I'm currently in a pattern of fasting/low-mid restricting outside of binges, so my body hasn't had to process this much food in one sitting in quite some time. I also have mild gastroparesis and severe lactose intolerance, so those two things may play a role here. Also also at the top of my menstrual cycle and fighting off a cold, so my metabolism is at a natural high point right now.

HOUR 15: Woke up fifteen hours post-binge in a small puddle- clearly had the night sweats something fierce, still overheating. Bloated, but not to the extent that I was expecting. I'm not feeling like I want to go out and run a marathon or anything but I'm not super uncomfortable or in pain. Pretty gassy.

HOUR 16: Took my usual morning regimen of 400 mg magnesium/standard dose miralax/multiple cups of coffee, so hopefully I can get things moving by the end of the day. Energy levels are ok- coffee's helping, but I do feel a little sluggish and would not mind taking another 15 hour nap. Still getting hot flashes.

HOURS 17-18: I am so fricking sweaty. Like, prize-hog-that-was-force-fed-7000mg-of-adderall-and-left-in-a-sauna levels of sweaty. Having mild stomach/gas cramps, so it seems like things are moving through me, albeit slowly. I did throw up involuntarily when I bent over to pick something up earlier, but all that came up was coffee and the lingering taste of garlic sauce (0/10 not ideal flavor combo).

HOURS 19-21: Meatsweats have subsided, but I am starting to get some reflux. I also pooped out what felt like a solid third of my bodily mass earlier, so my guts are doing what they're supposed to, at least. It's surprisingly warm for December (thanx global warming) so I walked to and from my therapy appointment to get some of the gas to subside- about 40 minutes each way, so nothing too crazy but definitely better than spending all day on the couch.

I'll note here that I'm not recording my weight because I don't own a scale (value my own sanity, etc), but I am retaining a noticable amount of water. To the point where I'm wearing my Designated Water Retention Leggings and they're tight on me. Frickin' ugh, but who is really surprised here.

HOURS 22-24: I actually started getting mildly hungry around the 23 hour mark, which is legitimately insane to me. Not sure if I want to risk eating something tonight, since I also started getting mild binge urges shortly before that, sadly enough. (Pretty sure the trigger was walking past work- didn't have to go in today, but my day job is enough of an ambient stress generator that just being near and/or thinking about the place is enough to get me keyed up.) We'll play it by ear- I have a friend dropping by later to hang out, so it might be safe to have something small while I'm not the only one in the house.

I definitely have mild heartburn and I'm still very bloated/puffy, but overall I don't feel nearly as bad as I thought I would. I guess the final test is to see what happens when everything moves into my intestines- I did eat a pretty significant amount of dairy, which I historically speaking do -not- do well with, so I'm guessing tomorrow might be more painful than not. But yeah, ultimate takeaway is if me and my non-functional digestive tract can handle a binge and survive, the rest of you probably can too. Going to try not to do this again any time soon though.

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I'm not trans, but it makes me feel nice

https://www.edsupportforum.com/threads/ana-arm.1422978/?post_id=25246818&nested_view=1&sortby=oldest#post-25246818

Not a suicide post. But genuinely I feel lied to at this point. I was told my heart would crap out and I'd kick the fricking bucket but here I am, bmi 10s, Diet Coke like water, caffeinated to heck and back, can't remember the last time I touched a fruit or vegetable. I live off of literal plates of artificial sweetener, McDonald's and candy. My blood is probably laced with "forever chemicals" and aspartame, so why doesn't anything happen to me?

ps if you somehow recognise me from this I'd like a baby pink coffin with ribbons please and put those little sticky gems on it also play lana del rey yk the drill <3

>Friday (yesterday) is garbage day where I live. My mom had also left to drop my sister off to school and run some errands, which made this the perfect opportunity to dispose of the 9 vomit bags that had accumulated in my room. What I do is transfer my vomit bags from my room to the potty, empty them into the potty, then put all of the emptied bags into another clean bag and tie it tight. All of the bags smelled pretty awful because they had been sitting for a few days. But one smelled particularly horrible. It didn't even smell like vomit, it smelled like a dead animal. I tied them all up in a garbage bag, then buried it within another full garbage bag from the kitchen, then put it all on the curb for the garbage man. The garbage bin was full of other garbage, so I had to put the bag with the vomit outside of the bin, on my driveway (our trash bags are black, no one could see the vomit residue). About an hour passed, and I was in my room when I hear my dog barking hysterically at something. My dog barks at everything that walks past the house, so I just ignored her. But then I noticed she wouldn't stop barking, for over 10 minutes straight. The only time she barks non-stop like that is when someone or something is on our property. So I decide to stop being lazy and look at what she's so riled up about. When I saw what she was barking at, my heart skipped a few beats...

VULTURES had ripped into the kitchen bag and dug out the vomit bags, and were eating whatever residue and chunks that were left on the bags. They had them and all of the other trash scattered all over my driveway. All I could think was "my mom is gonna get home any second". I never ran so fast in my life. It was starting to rain, but I didn't care. I shooed the vultures away and grabbed all of the wet vomit bags and put them back into the holes the vultures made. There was another vomit bag poking out of the kitchen bag, so clearly they were about to rip another bag out. The vomit is all they really wanted. To make things worse, a wasp was also hovering around the bags. I couldn't properly stuff the vomit bags back into the other bag without swatting at the wasp, which made it pretty angry. I kept looking down the road thinking my mom's gonna bust around the corner at any second. Between the threatening wasp, the vultures, and the possibility of being caught, I was in a panic. I eventually gathered the bag, removed one of the bags from the bin and replaced it with the torn bag, and shut the lid so the vultures couldn't get to it anymore. My mom got home less than 5 minutes later....

It still blows my mind how close I was to getting caught. AAHHHHHH I ALMOST GOT CAUGHT!!!! I would freaking die if my mom would have been the one to find the bags in the driveway. She is already suspicious of my rapid weight loss, and has asked me if I'm anorexic or bulimic. Of course I lied and said "I just work out a lot now". If she saw those bags, it would be game over for me. I'm just imagining how awful it would be if I had looked out of the window and saw my mom picking up the bags, and having her confront me about it, and her saying "I KNEW IT!!!". I think I'd just go hang myself tbh. I did end up telling her vultures got into the trash (AFTER the garbage men took the trash, just in case she decided to go see what the vultures were attracted to). She said "yuck, something must've been rotten in there." And I'm like "uh, yeah, maybe egg shells? Or the bleu cheese?" LOL.

Just wanted to share, and let everyone know vultures like vomit, especially vomit that smells like a dead possum. So be careful where you leave your trash.

>I hate it I FRICKING HATE IT. At least when a person has anorexia they look good. And the entire purpose of our eating disorders is to look good. Not only are B.E. D people like me alone and fricking disgusting in private but it's even worse when you have to face the public. Because of how fat and disgusting I look I barely talk to my friends and families. All eating disorder people suffer I know, but I just had to get it out good much more I hate having BED. So much that I wish I could have anorexia again.

>I'm in the middle of a fu%^ing panic attack ? because? THERE is a GIANT WOLF SPIDER IN MY BATHROOM AND I just binged and I need to purge because if I don't i'll panic even more?! I'm home alone so I can't just have someone else kill it ! ? plus its like 5 fREAKING INCHES BIG HOW DO YOU SMASH A SPIDER THAT BIG?!

So I was cleaning my brother's room. I wandered around while he was at the gym with his friends. I came across the pills I was looking at the different ones he had on his desk. I wanted to steal some so bad. I mean... my brother has always been pretty lean but suddenly he started seizing out while he was studying on the computer two years ago. He's an information tech student so he spends a lot of time in front of screens and needs these meds to prevent that from happening.

Okay... this is the horrible part and i need to confess this because its been eating at me and I've felt very very guilty for doing. I would steal seven 25 mg pills every month and he would have a lot of pills for the rest of the month. Id take one every week and it would supress my appetite the whole week.

Whenever he runs out of medications fast he tells my mom and she yells at him that he must have taken him in his sleep and he would be really sad he even told me to keep them with me at one point so that he doesn't take them while he's asleep. 😭

They don't know I'm taking it that I stole from him just to keep losing weight easily. I was envious because he's always skinny and its making him not eat and lose more weight and when he doesn't take them he eats a lot.

Now mom is mad at him and its all my fault please help me how can I tell him I stole how can I make it up for him he knows I'm anorexic and he's been very supportive he cooks for me sometimes and makes sure to ask me if I ate many times a day

I'm a shitty sister i hate myself I hate this disease 💔

now the commenters are split on whether this is based or cringe

even op isnt sure whether she should keep doing it

anyway the obvious solution to learning that the pills only have a 24hr half life is to take one of them every day

problem solved

anyway there are hundreds of comments of her going back and forth between wanting more pills and feeling like she has to come clean and its pretty funny

!thin !vegana problems

So yes I was and am trying recovery but it doesn't happen overnight so I'm still counting. But I hope to stop. Plus I don't plan on using this site unless I wanna vent about something (since I always vent here)

Anyway my older brother was walking towards the kitchen and I hurried and measured the ketchup for my eggs. Unfortunately he saw me, instead of saying nothing he had to say loudly "did you just measure your ketchup?" And a few seconds later he says, "that's just insanity." Then my dad said "oh a lot of people measure their ketchup! Like chefs and stuff." And my brother said "not buying that for a minute". So yeah……thanks a lot that was kinda embarrassing brother ;/

https://www.edsupportforum.com/threads/sister-a-wannabe-anorexic.2019697/?post_id=37104305&nested_view=1&sortby=oldest#post-37104305

And the nurse said "I bet this cuff could fit around your waist" when she was taking my blood pressure. Only you guys can understand how good this feels because we're all skinny PAWG's around here ✨

My wife took an overdose earlier today. We are waiting for the ambulance and have been for the last hour and a half. When she was on the phone to them they had said that they aren't prioritising her but they will come out at some point tonight. They also said that if she was sick then she should call them back. She has been sick but it was in the potty and she flushed it. Last time this happened they said that they hadn't seen her be sick or any evidence of her being sick. So I purged into a bucket and it is bow next to her. So that there is evidence of her being sick.

I'm happy that she had asked me to do it as I ate more than my calorie allowance today so I was going to do it in secret. But I didn't have to.

I know this is seriously fricked up. But I guess me being bulimic works to her advantage too.

I'm technically still underweight but have soooo much body fat that I need to lose until I am finally happy with myself.

I already do omad so all it would change is making it omtd lol

Thoughts proana besties?

even with 5 meals a day

I hate the word nourish. Yuck