I also have anorexia. What a coincidence, mixed in with my depression. I've started becoming less anorexic and not skipping meals as much since I started getting really hungry and couldn't help myself. I still skip breakfast and lunch, though. I've always seen myself as fat whenever I look in the mirror, people say I'm not but my eyes just see a small chubby body. I notice other things I don't like about myself; my head shape, my acne, my hands, my feet, and things such as that. I know I cannot fix those things I dislike, but I can fix my weight. I slowly started not eating, it hurt but it was fine. I could tell I was starting to get skinny thanks to this "diet", but not enough. I couldn't stop. It just became a habit to look in the mirror each morning and see the fat body I wear, then skip meals to fix it. Whatever I do, I never seem to be skinny enough. I can't seem to bring myself to do exercise and I know I can't stay on a diet, so I just got rid of it all. I lasted like that for about two years until Aaron started making me eat. Slowly, I started eating more and more, noticing I was getting fatter and fatter and hating myself for it. But then, when the depression really started kicking in, it came back. Since then, I've been eating less and less, but it doesn't seem to work. I look at the other pretty, skinny girls and wish I could be like them. I wish I could be pretty.