Never give up!!!
Hi my name is Leah and I'm 14. When I was in the third grade is when I became anorexic and bulimic. My body got so use to not having food that at lunch when I took one bite my body would reject it. In the 3th gradeI weighe 73 pounds and stay at the same weight for three years. I had to go to speech everyday and I was laughed at.So I stopped talking to every one. I was called ugly and fat. After the fourth grade my parents brought me home t homeschool me because somebody threaten to kill my sister. She became depressed and really bad bulimic because my parents helping her they never saw the pain I was in. I was never mad because they help her. I was very happy that they saw her pain and got her help. After she got better I started staying by myself more end more often. We changed churches and I made a couple of new friends. Everthing started getting better until i started youth. Nobody seemed to notice me but they were always with my older sister. I decided that I couldn't keep going like that so I made some changes.I started eating more and not worring so much. In september 2010 my grandmother passed away. A week after that people told us that we would have move because they were going to built a highway. A month after we moved and six months my grand mother passed away my granddad passed away. I became very depressed and started falling back in the same hole that I had just crawled out of. That summer I decided to go to camp where i had the best group leader. I told her everything. I felt so relieved. I surrerended to the ministry. On the way home from camp my "friends" called me the b word. After that I started telling myself that it didn't matter anymore. I didn't want to live anymore but I remembered my commitment to God. I realized that it didn't matter anymore what clothes people think of me. I live for my Savior. He gave the the strength I need to carry on. In October my best friend started cutting and drugs. God gave me the strength to help her and witness to her every chance I get. My life is not perfect and I still make mistakes. God is the strength I needed to carry on. I have those days where I think about going back but then I tell my self I'm where I'm at for a reason. Everytime I think I'm ugly or fat I run this verse through my head. "I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it well." Psalm 139:14
Never Give Up!!! God is always there.
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