this may not be a normal pain, but it needs to be said somehow. im not trying to starve myself but in a sense i am. i want to lose weight to become the the person im comfortable of being. it seems though that me body doesnt want to do the thing i willing to accomplish. i hate walking past mirrors, hate seeing a glimpse of myself knowing that it could be better. i havent been happy, almost depressed, lately. thinking things i know that are daughting to others. i surround myself with friends and family to not over like things like food (in fact i just stay away from food all together, especially the kitchen) but soon as im in my room i sit and think and i cant stop myself doing it. know one understands all these thoughts. they cant help me. but to be honest i dont want help if starving will get me thinner. just someone there to listen and comfort me in my thoughts.