<p>Heres your biactin maim. Make sure you read the pamphlet said the pharmacist to my mom. This was my fourth antibiotic in the last month. Around the beginning of April of my sophomore year I woke up with a horrible soar throat, an increasing fever, and the chills. A couple days later, it only seemed to be getting worse. I finally went to the doctor and got an amoxicillin. My prescription ran out after ten days, but two days later I got the soar throat back and was prescribed a new antibiotic. Once again two days after my prescription ended I got a fever and soar throat. The doctor prescribed a third antibiotic and even tested me for mono, which came back negative. This antibiotic helped for the first three days but then the soar throat came back. My physician was extremely confused, convinced that three antibiotics should kill whatever bacteria or virus I had. In the end she prescribed another antibiotic. Nobody knew why my soar throat kept coming back, but I knew.
Seventh grade was the first time I did it; I knew it was wrong, so I never did it again. In eight grade my body started changing more and not for the better, at least in my mind. Most of the girls in my grade still shopped at Abercrombie kids and were a size 12 in kids. I was becoming very insecure so I began doing it again, a lot this time. Almost every time I ate, I would go "take a shower and "take care of it". At this point, I thought I could stop whenever I wanted to. That summer I did stop, but eventually I felt like my body was changing for the worse again. My freshman year it was more frequen than the previous year. Sophomore year I stopped for a period of time but by the end of the year, I was doing it again. I finally realized I could not control this disease anymore. By this time it wasnt just about being skinny, even though that was a big part, it was because I did not know how to live any other way.
By the time I got my fourth antibiotic I was positive bulimia was causing my soar throat. The stomach acids brought into the esophagus and throat from throwing up damages overtime causing you to be more prone to viruses. Also the bacterium from your finger is now in your throat causing you to get sick easier. This was the first time I realized that if I did not stop, this disease was going to ruin my life and I was definitely not ready to let that happen. At first I struggled with overcoming this disease. I had grown to despise that full feeling after eating. I was so use to eating whatever I wanted and as much as I wanted. Every time I thought about doing it though, I had to remind myself that I was only hurting myself. I was only increasing my chances of infertility, hearts problems, organ failures, and much more. In the beginning I was scared cause of the way this disease challenged me. I was addicted to something I thought made me happy when in reality it only hurt me. Throughout it all I began to realize if I could stop this I could do anything.
Now I exercise and eat very healthy. This disease almost destroyed me, my morals, and my soul, but not anymore. I now have the determination to do anything. I am a very hardworking person who does not like to give up. I am a three year varsity volleyball player and four year varsity tennis player who always give a 100%. In school I'm a very attentive person who always likes to keep on task. I am constantly participating in my community, either by coaching booster volleyball or by volunteering at a soup Kitchen.
Most people would view this as a weakness, a reason to judge me, or a reason to not accept me into there school. But I see it as a strength. I was strong enough to defeat what eventually had the power to eat me alive and takeaway everything from me. I now have the courage to admit this and not care how it makes people feel about me. Bulimia is a mental disease that brain washes people. I confronted this disease and fought back. I am confident that I am strong enough to beat a relapse. Only I have the power to end this and I choose to never again make myself throw up. I now have the determination to help people eat healthy and to help people suffering from bulimia. . Nutritionists, have a healthy view on food and its life-sustaining properties. They are primarily concerned with the prevention and treatment of illnesses through proper dietary care. I want to be a nutritionist. I am blessed to have escaped from the cruel chains of destruction that bulimia brings.</p>
<p>I mean no offense, but if you want to talk about this, you need to add the person behind the disease. You’ve given a very textbook description of bulimia, and I’ve not learned anything about <em>you</em> as a result. You say that it almost destroyed your morals, and you, but I don’t really feel that you’ve explained why you felt this way. You’ve mentioned purging, but nothing about the internal monsters that come with such a disease. It’s a risky topic to begin with, but you don’t really tell the story and you’re in need of some heavy spelling and grammar edits. </p>
<p>If you really have suffered from this disease, you would know that you can never be completely and totally free of it. There must have been some reason that triggered this, some human behind the symptoms. </p>
<p>And as my friend who is 28 and still recovering says: “all the stuff is TEXT BOOK
No offense, but when I am going through a bout of the Anorexic Crazies. I don’t sit there thinking “oh my. if I lose too much weight it could lead to heart problems, osteoperosis, hair loss and bad skin!” I’m thinking “I can’t stop. I should stop. But it feels good. No it doesn’t. Yes it does. What feels good? The control. I have no control…I need control I must have controoooollllllll…” Eating disorders come from a deeper place than JUST body image.” </p>
<p>Please, show us that deeper place, and give us a glance into yourself and your mind.</p>
<p>I suggest you ask others to read your essay before you broadcast it to everyone. Please try to delete this and ask for readers. Sore throat, not soar throat.</p>
<p>why does it seem like some of the people on these boards can’t get their point across without sounding like arrogant ******bags…</p>
<p>anyways yurtle’s right the essay is mediocre at best unless you can flesh out some humanity behind the bulimic…and don’t feel the need to talk about your extracurriculars in the essay cuz there’s room for all that in the app use that room for more character development</p>