I'm 22 year old girl and I would like to share an eating disorder experience. I am going to talk about an eating disorder experience called "anorexia nervosa "which my MOTHER had experienced and I was closely associated with. Eating disorders not only induces depression and drives out your health and makes you weak, but also it drains your loved ones. I am a living example for that. I was 7 when my dad got separated from my mom and I started living with my mom. My mom was a naturally slender and beautiful lady and I used to love her seeing in the traditional attire. Never was the day I felt I needed dad because she was so sensational in managing my emotions and feelings towards him.
I was around 15 year old and my mom was around 37 years old, I started feeling that my mom was looking really thin and was not consuming enough food. When asked, she would casually discard my concern. As a part of a yearly routine check up our family doctor had prescribed her some supplements for iron and other essential minerals for deficiencies. A month later I found that my mom had not consumed anything. She just brushed my concern off with petty answers.
She kept on hurting herself by consuming less food and skipping meals, which upon confrontation she used to make up stories saying her stomach was ill and she needed only less food. I was not aware of what she was going through, in spite of my million questions. Within the next few months I could see her literally go down, her fit dresses went on to become loose, her elbows and collar bones were now clearly visible. She started to appear gaunt and weak. My mom started to appear so tiny and puny in front of her friends. All other ladies had a good body with broad shoulders whereas my mom appeared stick-thin. I asked her to visit the physician with me but she refused to do so...I believed my mom, so I just kept thinking that she was normal.
Within the ext couple months I could see her arms and biceps getting so bony, her chest getting worn out and shoulder cuff visible. I seriously doubted her physique and with the help of my uncle we went to a specialist only to find out that she was having a severe eating disorder called ANOREXIA NERVOSA. I was petrified by its effects. The therapist showed me my mom's body in a bikini.. It was so horrible. I was taken aback by a shock. She was no more than skin and bones. She looked like a skeleton. I was heart-broken to see my mom's body..Her RIBS, HIP BONES, COLLAR BONES, SPINE were all clearly visible. I cried and cried and cried a lot. Her arms and legs were so thin and fragile. She was deadly malnourished.
She was undergoing a serious iron and calcium deficiency. According to the therapists advice, I skipped my classes to feed my mom and make sure she took her supplements. I struggled day and night to push food through her throat and motivate her to gain weight and become healthy.
When I used to soothe her chest or back while having food or water is used see and feel her ribs and bag of bones.When i used to hug her i used to feel the bones pricking my body and the feeling was so woeful.I used to cry thinking how my beauty got transformed into weak fragile skeleton. When I used to massage her I literally used to weep while touching her body. I used to only meet her bones and almost no fat to pinch. The sight itself was so pathetic.
Although we got good support from some part of society we were still embarrassed by many people.
My classmates and neighboring people used to prick by their filthy thoughts.
--> "Is your mom a drug addict? I think she is always high , that's the reason she is so thin"
-->"Your mom could be a biological specimen of skeleton"
-->"Does you mom need a bra?"
-->"I wanna count your mom's bones"
-->"my forearms are bigger than your mom's thighs"
I used to face such bullying with grit and protect my mom's dignity.
My mom said a couple of times that her friends in her office also used to mock at her. She used to be called "twiggy", "match stick" "tooth pick " at times.My mom used to hurl at people who used to call her names but I used to calm her down because I was very frightened of the consequences.
I used to tell her not to respond to bullies because i was afraid
--> what if the bully attacks my mom?
--> how can she defend herself if she is alone?
--> what if they push or thrash my mom?
--> could it break her bones if some stout lady gives her a blow?
It took a lot of me to console her to get strong, gain weight and not to respond to bullies.
I was very worried if she went to office or alone somewhere.. What if somebody accidentally steps on her or pushes her.. How hard she may feel it..
After a combined effort of motivation, taking care, loving and soothing her with proper medication she started to gain weight. Within the next 8-10 months we saw her gaining mass, looking healthy and getting back her proper physique. She is 5'3 and had reached a record low of 30 kg (66 pounds) and now is healthy at 50 kg. I can now see the bright light of hope, satisfaction and love in her eyes.
I love her more than anything now.. I can see her bony biceps with veins transformed into nice pair of arms, ribs covered with fat and looking as healthy and beautiful as ever.
I would like to keep myself anonymous on this and thank my uncle, therapist and all who supported me and my mom during her difficult times and bring her back to normal healthy state as never before.
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