Two days ago my mom set me up on a lesbian date. It was sorta weird. My mom invited me to dinner at my parents house and she invited her hair dresser. She said that she thought we would be "fast friends". I was really nervous, I have never had a girl blind date before. I didn't know what to wear or say. Well, I was stood up. Can you believe it? It's bad enough if a guy stands you up, but a girl? I was actually pretty relieved, but still felt somewhat rejected.
I ate dinner at my parents house and afterward I started to feel a little sick. I went to bed at about 11 (at my parents house, I was too queasy to drive home), at about 2 am I woke up and knew something was not right. I ran to the bathroom and began to puke my guts out. This is pretty disturbing seeing that I have thrown up about 10 times in 2007. I am not sure what is up with me. Anyway, as I am sitting on the bathroom floor throwing up, my mom comes in to help and comfort me. Earlier in the day, before I had been sick, my mom had commented that she thought I looked too skinny- so as I am heaving and sweating and kinda crying my mom asks, "Angie honey, are you anorexic?" Seriously? My mom was confused between anorexia and bulimia, but I knew what she meant. In between heaves I managed to choke out- "yes mom, I am choosing to puke my guts out right now." We talked about it the next day and she realized that it was kinda ridiculous to think I would throw up every three hours all night in an attempt to lose weight.
I think I actually have bulimia amnesia. I binge and binge and binge and then totally forget to purge.