I woke up sunday morning and i herd scuffling, so did moses he sat patiently by my dresser, i thought there is something in there, but it was almost 10,30am and i had to go to church so i just left it. I got back from church and herd it again, i was convinced there was a bird in my dresser so i called phil and he came and pulled my dresser apart, no bird, we herd it again. he said it must be in the vent. he went home. later that evening i knew there was a bird in the vent. so i borrowed a torch. and i peeped and i see a bird, i quickly phoned my mum who came over and we took the front of the vent off. there was a sweet turtle dove sitting in the hole, i couldn't get to it, so i called RSPCA, they said they would come out, i closed my bedroom door, 10 mins later i went in to see if it had come out the hole and it had, it was flying over my bedroom, i took a picture of it on my makeup box. see below, it had been trapped so we called her trapalina. She pooed on my bed, my hat and my dresser lol... the rspca lady came at 10pm ish and got the bird and let it out, as the bird wouldn't go out the window it was confused and scared. I am glad i saved it's life.  it was a very beautiful bird who came down the chimney got stuck, and i rescued her.

 

 

 

 

    TRAPALINA

 

 

I went to Springfield to homer and marges for dinner, it was great, I took a pic of us all together watching tv.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I decided to write a blog about something, I think I would actually call it a sort of testimony yet, something that has been a battle for a few years. When I was younger, I would say early teens, I had a very low self image of myself I hated myself, mirrors were my worst enemy. I wasn’t actually really big, but I was a size 14 when I was 15. I hated myself, I thought I was fat and ugly, and whatever anyone said, I wouldn’t believe them. I would stand in front of the mirror and cry. Sometimes I wanted to die. I always dreamed of having the perfect body, yet I am big framed and that would never happen. But I wanted it so bad. I would wear baggy t-shirts and jumpers, and tracksuits, you would never see me in a tight top. I hated my bulgy belly. But I did like my food as a youngster. I read about foods, I tried diets after diets, all sorts, I tried the slim fast diets, had it for lunch at school. Until I decided I needed to take control I felt so out of control like there was nothing I could do. I started off throwing up at school, after my school meals, I thought that was easy. Then it went on to when mum cooked a dinner I would go straight out and play with my mates but I would go behind a tree and stick my fingers down my throat until I puked it all up. After a while, I got into a habit, it was ok for a while until the tummy aches and sore throats. I coped though. It got to a point where I decided to starve myself all day, until I got home, have a big meal then puke it up. I used to turn my music on so mum wouldn’t hear. Or run the bath water. I used to make myself sick then just fall to my knees and cry my eyes out, I felt so helpless. I hated it and I hated myself, but I felt like I couldn’t stop it. It got to the point where I was scared to eat, I hated the felling or even the thought of digesting food. Food was my enemy, yet food was constantly on my mind 24 hours a day I was obsessed. I did learn a lot about different diets though. I was so unhappy with myself. I had one of my friends tell the school councillor. She made me walk into the school dinner hall with her. I was well annoyed; I told my mum what I had been doing after a while. I knew I needed help. My mum would make sure I didn’t puke after a meal, still managed it at times, sometimes I had to digest it. I didn’t loose any weight though strangely. We moved to Gravesend when I was 16. I started working for the little chef. I made myself go 5 weeks with no food. I did it with just drinking tea and milk. I still wasn’t happy with myself. I often made my self sick after eating. Or I would eat junk food then puke it up.

My 2 front teeth have worn a bit from the acid from a lot of vomiting. One day my dad decided to come back into my life after years, I was a bit messed up, but I wanted to see him, he came around and introduced me to speed. ( Amphetamines) he took it for a while. I started doing that and not eating, it was making me ill, I wasn’t addicted but it wasn’t good for me. I did it for about 4 months. And I was so drained and tired my dad bought me kebabs I even made myself sick after, and he knew what I was doing, but said go do it I don’t care. So I did. I told my mum, mum was so upset and worried and annoyed with him. We made an appointment with me at the doctors, and they arranged for me to see a councillor. I was given some vallium and stuff for my tummy. Acid etc, I never did turn up for my appointment as I started to eat more and thought there was no need. I stopped seeing my dad, and stopped taking it, and filled up on red bull until I felt better. I started to eat bit by bit, until I was eating again, I actually lost the weight I wanted to loose and went down to a size 12. and it has stayed off.

That was only 2 years ago sadly. But I stopped it all and repented and got prayer from my pastors and people in my church. I have learnt so much over the past 7 years and I want to help people with eating, a lot of you may have herd I want to be a nutritionist and I chat about food a lot of healthy food. Now you know why I studied food so much. It was an obsession, now I eat healthy. Bulimia was a battle and it is hard, but I am here now healthyJ Thanks’ for reading.

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

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