Growing up with my mom has always been a constant battle. If she wasn't bitching at me about my grades, she was bitching about my weight and skin condition (I have a skin condition on my face mainly where it is like acne but my skin gets all bumpy and stuff and its always oily even after I wash it with soap and water). I decided when I was a teenager I would just not eat. I would go a whole day eating very little. Mom never noticed of course because like I said she is in denial has been for as long as I can remember. But then I was going to be a "counselor" at a church camp during the summer for younger girls (meaning I would bunk with them and basically be a glorified babysitter...this was back when I was a christian). I decided I could not continue those eating habits anymore I had to be a good role model. So I started eating normally again, but I really had to force myself and I made myself so sick because I was not used to eating regular amounts of food anymore. Long story short, I really ****ed myself up. Now if I go more than a few hours without eating anything I get so weak and about pass out.