~Warning, this my trigger some people. I decided to do it because a lot of people don't realize that only 25% of girls that have one of these illnesses has it treated. That means 75% of girls have it and are hiding it or no one cares.~
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~Also, I'll be using the code names for each disorder. If you don't know what the disorder means, comment and I'll explain it.~
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~Lastly, if you suffer from one of these, and need someone to talk to, message me. I've had a few myself, and I might be able to help you out a bit. I dunno...~
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Soda- Cat (Self Harm)
You and Soda had finally gotten an apartment together. It was right across the hall from Steve and his girlfriend. Sure, it was great living with the love of your life, but there was only one bathroom...
A week after moving in,you were sitting in your room while Soda was at the DX. You were feeling so down, but you didn't know why. There was one thing you had to do, even though you didn't want to do it.
You slipped out of your room and into the bathroom. You pulled out your razor, and the next thing you knew, it was gliding across your wrist and the inside of your legs. As you worked, you sang to yourself, trying to numb the pain.

She paints a pretty picture.
But the story has a twist.
Her paintbrush is a razor.
Her canvas is her wrist.

Before you could continue, you heard the apartment door open.
"Baby!" Yelled Soda. "Where are you?"
Quickly, you throw the razor in the bathtub and grab your pants. But its too late. The apartment was small and Soda made it to the bathroom. "Y/N?" He whimpered.
Suddenly, you burst into tears, trying to explain why you're doing it.
He gets down on the ground next to you and shakes his head. "Stop talking," he whispers. He pulled you into his lap and held you close to his heart. He proceeded to tell you everything he loved about you, and every reason why you were worth it.
"I love you baby. Don't forget that," he whispered. "It kills me to see you like this..."
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Dally- Mia (Bulimia)
You and Dally were messing around at your house. Your parents didn't like him, but they weren't home. You guys were watching a movie, eating, and just talking. As you ate, you felt your stomach feel full. But you kept stuffing your face.
Dally laughed. "Ya hungry there, Doll?"
You smiled. "Yep." You got up. "I'll be back." You kissed his cheek and walked off to the bathroom.
You sighed as you looked at the toilet. You locked the door being you and pulled your hair up. You grabbed your toothbrush and leaned over the toilet. You pushed the toothbrush down your throat. Your eyes began to water, and your noise started running. But it worked. You did it again, trying to get it all up. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Baby doll?" He asked.
You quickly sat on the toothbrush as he opened the door. He saw the puke and sighed. "Ya shouldn't have eaten so much, baby."
You just nodded your head. He went over to you and picked you up. Then he stopped. "Why is your toothbrush there?" He didn't sound angry, but his voice was chilling.
You tried to respond, but couldn't. He took you to your room. He put you on your bed and sat next to you. "You promised you stopped. Don't lie to me."
You sniffle and start crying. "Baby, I'm sorry."
He sighed and pulled you into his lap. The two of you leaned back as he played with your hair. "Baby, I couldn't live with out you. You make me happy, and I hate it when you do this. I love you, and your body. Your perfect. Don't change yourself for anyone." He kissed the top of your head. "I love you."
You nodded your head. "I love you too."
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Darry- Ellie (Ednos)
You and Darry were walking down the street together, holding hands. He usually doesn't have any days off, so when he does, you just spend it hanging out. You loved it when he was with you, because people would leave you alone. When you weren't with him, you got picked on a lot. As you were walking on the sidewalk, a boy turned the corner. He saw you and pushed you out of his way.
"Move, you anorexic bitch," he said, running off.
Your mouth fell open and the next thing you knew you were bawling your eyes out. You couldn't take it anymore. You were so tired of people hating on you for no reason. You fell to the ground in tears. Darry had a look of pure worry on his face. He sat on the ground next to you.
"Baby, no." He rubbed your back. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't good with feelings.
You shook your head. "I hate people. I hate my life. I hate my body. I hate everything."
He pushed your hair back. "Are you anorexic?"
You sigh. "No."
He shrugged. "Then why does it bother you?"
You take a deep breath. "I have EDNOS. Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified."
He looked at you odd. "Really?"
You nodded and started crying again.
He shook his head and gave you a hug. "I love you. No matter what."
That was the first time he had ever said that.
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Johnny- Ana (Anorexia)
You and Johnny were at DQ for a date. You two had been together for a few months, and he told you everything. You didn't tell him much, though. He didn't know you were anorexic, he just thought you were naturally skinny. You weren't too thin, but you were getting there. He ordered a whole bunch, being the heffer he is.
"Why don't you eat something?" He asked, slurping his Pepsi.
You shrug. "I ate before we came here."
He rolled his eyes. "I was with you before we came here. I've been with you all day."
You sigh. "I'm just not hungry, Johnny."
He looked at you. "Lies."
You looked right back. "Truth."
He sighed. "There is no way you ain't hungry. You haven't eaten all day. Eat some of my food."
You sigh and look for the healthiest thing on his plate. A roll. You grab it, take one bite, and put it back. "You happy?"
He shook his head. "Nope. Eat more."
You shook your head, tears in your eyes. "I can't, baby, I can't."
He hopped out of his seat and wrapped his arms around you. "I love you anyways."
"What do you mean?" You asked, your words muffled against his chest.
He sighed. "I know you're anorexic. But I love you, and I'll help you through it baby, I promise."
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Pony- Sue (Suicidal)
You were sitting in your hospital bed, studying the tubes in your arms. Your parents had yet to visit you, and it was your 2nd day in here. You were about to start crying again, but you stopped yourself. You knew, and the doctors knew, that as soon as you got pit of here, you were gonna try again. This was your 3rd attempt, and a trip to the Phsyc Ward was as close as you'd gotten.
There was a knock on the door, as a cute young boy stepped in. "Hi."
You give him a weird look. "Hello?"
He sat on the chair next to your bed. "Uh, the nurses said you haven't had a visitor in a while, and I was just visiting my buddy, so I stopped by."
You nod. "You didn't have to."
He shrugged. "But I wanted to. I'm Ponyboy Curtis. And you are?"
"Y/F/N Y/L/N," you say hesitantly.
You two start up a conversation about to he weirdest things, having a good time. It was the first time you laughed in weeks. You didn't have to tell him you were suicidal; he already knew. But he accepted you, and didn't think less of you. You two had been dating ever since that visit.
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Two-Bit- Deb (Depression)
You had depression. Your parents and close friends knew. But your new boyfriend didn't. And you didn't plan on losing him, so you didn't tell him. You usually could hide it well, or cover of up with a smile. But not this past week. You had missed school, and lied in bed. You would cut your stomach, and write all the things you hated on paper and throw it on the ground around you. It was a Friday, and you were lying in your bed, sleeping. Until you heard a loud thump. You open your eyes and see Two-Bit sitting on the floor under your window grinning.
"Your window is a lot taller than I thought," he said.
You sigh and roll over. He hopped up and walked to your bed. "You sad or something', babe?"
He kicked the paper on the floor. "You're suddenly messy." His face fell when he saw you weren't happy. "Baby?"
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ou sigh, sitting up. You pull him down on the bed, forcing him to sit next to you. "Two. We need to talk."
He nodded. "Then talk."
You sigh, tears welling in your eyes. "Uh, I... I have depression. And, yeah. So, go ahead, leave me, go with some normal girl.
He sighed, and pulled you into his strong arms. "Baby, there ain't no such thing as a normal girl. You ain't perfect. No one is. But I can promise you this: You may not be perfect, but you're perfect to me. Okay? I love you, baby. Don't cry."
You nod and rest your head on his shoulder, falling asleep.

(Sorry I didn't do Tim, Steve and Curly! If you want me to do them, comment down below, and I'll make a part 2!)