Gosh for the past week I have not had a voice at all..

Last Tuesday I felt my nasal passage way start to swell and immediately new I was in for a bad time. The next morning I woke up congested as an obese man at a buffet, but for some odd reason all of my mucus is just sliding down my throat, and then I ended up throwing it all up wich is a very painful process.

The thing is that I actually used to love throwing up. In high school at one point in time I was 210 lbs, and then went through a nasty break up where she verbally abused me after spring break. Two months laster we were out on summer break, and I started running to train with my God-mother and some coworkers of ours. I had gotten a summer job with her at an insurance company she worked at.

I started losing weight and loved every bit of it, but of course after a couple of weeks I hit a wall. I had never dieted before or tried to loes weight at all, so I had no idea what was happening. I thought that was all I was ever going to lose, and got scared. Well that night we were throwing a party, and everyone was drunk of course. Well I go to so drunk that I ended up throwing up.

As if a scene out of a movie. I woke upon the bathroom floor the next morning, washed my face off, and then stepped on the scale. Oh shit!! I lost 10 lbs over night, and thats because I threw up beer and all the food I had eaten that night. Thats then the spark happened. Throwing up was the answer for me.

For the next year I would eat and eat. Only to excuse myself to the restroom and shove my fingers down my throat only to see it all come up as it was on my plate five minutes ago. I started school, and nobody knew who I was. I turned every head I walked past, I was like the prettiest girl at the dance hah, but of course I knew it all had to come to an end soon, but that’s another story.

Till then I love you

-Tanboy