<p>“Here’s your biactin Ma m. Make sure you read the pamphlet” said the pharmacist to my mom. This is my fourth antibiotic in the last month. Around the beginning of April I woke up with a horrible soar throat, an increasing fever, and the chills. A couple days later, many school days missed, it only seemed to be getting worse. I finally went to the doctor and got an amoxicillin. This ended after ten days, but two days later I got the soar throat back and was prescribed a new antibiotic. Once again two days after this ended I got a fever and soar throat. The doctor prescribed a 3rd antibiotic. I even got tested for mono, which came back negative. This antibiotic helped for 3 days but then the soar throat came back. My physician was extremely confused considering 3 antibiotics should kill whatever bacteria or virus I had. In the end she prescribed me another antibiotic. Nobody knew why this kept coming back, but I knew.
Seventh grade was when I first 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 that’s what I thought. Most of the girls in my grade still shopped at Abercrombie kids and were size 12s in kids. I started doing it again, a lot this time. Almost every time I ate I would go” take a shower” and "take care of it". At that point, I thought I could stop whenever I wanted to. That summer I did but eventually I felt like I was changing for the worse again. My freshman year I continued to do it and probably more frequently then last year. Sophomore year I stopped for a period of time but by the end of the year was doing it again. I had finally realized I could not control this anymore. By this time it wasn’t just so I could be skinny, even though that was a big part, it was because I did not know how to live any other way. Junior I tried to control it but I didn’t know how to diet the right way and would always come back to this.
Every 1 person for 181 people suffer from bulimia. My name is BLACHH and I suffered from bulimia. By the time I got my fourth antibiotic I was positive it was from being bulimic. Two days before I first got sick I was at the cheesecake factory and went to the bathroom after my meal and threw up. The acids you bring into your esophagus and throat cause damage over time causing you to be more prone to viruses. This was the first time where I realized if I didn’t stop this disease could affect my life.
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. Those people who don't see it that way do have a point; considering I let myself get influenced by the way other people look. But I was strong enough to defeat what eventually has the power to eat you alive and take away everything from you. I now have the courage to admit and not care how it makes people feel. Bulimia is a mental disease that almost brain washes you. I confronted to 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 chose to never again make myself throw up. I know longer care what people think about me. If you do not want to be my friend because of the way I look, then I do not want to be yours. I exercise and eat very healthy now. This disease distroyed 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 3 year varsity volleyball player and four year varsity tennis player who always give a 100%. In school im a very attentive person and who always likes to keep on task.
This changed my life and in the end helped me to find what i want to do with my life. Nutritionists have a healthy regard for food and its life-sustaining properties. They are primarily concerned with the prevention and treatment of illnesses through proper dietary care. I now know what I want, to help people who are like how I use to be. I am blessed to have escaped from the cruel chains of destruction that bulimia brings.</p>
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<p>It’s a bad idea for a college essay because admissions officers know that college – particularly the first year can be very stressful, and they also know that people with a prior history of mental health problems could be vulnerable to having serious mental health problems in college.</p>
<p>It would be much better to write about something that highlights your strengths, not your past problems or possible vulnerabilities.</p>
<p>if you do choose to use this, i would advise that you identify bulimea earlier in the essay. as a reader, i personally don’t like to have to play guessing games. i would be better engaged by simply hearing about the severity and conditions of your problem rather than being confused for the first two paragraphs. however, im just a high school kid who loves writing, not an adcom. take this as a grain of salt.</p>
<p>i agree slightly with comments above, that some universities will be turned off by this past illness, however i think an equal amount would find this to be a great topic. it just depends who reads it, i think. in that sense, it is sort of risky.</p>
<p>Polish your spelling and grammar (maybe ask your English teacher for help), then repost this essay. I think it might be quite good :). But focus on your strengths, not your weaknesses.</p>
<p>To the person that commented about reader engagement, I was actually very engaged. I honestly thought you were talking about masturbation until you specified ‘dieting.’</p>
<p>The emphasis should be on your recovery, not the disease itself. Make it say “Yes, I have had problems, but I know how to overcome them.” You don’t even mention the fact that you no longer make yourself throw up until the last paragraph. And all the detail that you used to describe your illness suddenly dissolves into vague abstractions. The reader feels like they know exactly what the disease did to your body, but that doesn’t tell them anything about the strength of your character. You should tell them exactly how you were “strong enough to defeat what eventually has the power to eat you alive and take away everything from you.”</p>
<p>it was a good essay, but as the others have mentioned it may be to risky.
I think that the readers will realize that you have the capacity to overcome anything you put your mind to. It shows perserverance and a lot of people dont have that.</p>
<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>help12: I like the first half of the essay and the overall concept. However, about 1/2 to 3/4 through the essay, you start advertising your strengths a little too directly. Instead of saying “I now have the determination to do anything” or “in school I’m a very attentive person”, try being more subtle.</p>
<p>Again, the concept itself is fine, but rephrase certain areas to keep the the essay as a whole consistent. PM me if you need a more specific/in-depth breakdown.</p>
<p>this essay is interesting and would take on some life if you could describe some steps you took to educate people about bulemia and the positive steps in addition to the health you regained. i hope i’m not asking for too much. if i am, i politely step back.</p>