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  <updated>2007-11-11T08:32:04Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:3832</id>
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    <title>lonely not ed related</title>
    <published>2007-11-11T08:32:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-11T08:32:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im so unhappy right now. i dont know what to do.  nothing is going my way, and it's not even tha i need for eveything to go my way, i just want something to go right. my boyfriend is unhappy, i am unhappy, im broke, i hate my job, i hate the way i look i hate the way i feel, i cant sleep the pain away, cause i cant sleep, i cant eat the pain away, cause then i will be even fatter and unhappier, i cant drink the pain away......i just cant.  i cant do anything. i feel unloved and unhappy and like it will never get any better.  im so tired of putting up a front for everyone because they are worse off then i am. i feel fat and alone. i hate my life i hate myself.  i hate a lot.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:3447</id>
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    <title>1_unktothis @ 2007-06-21T21:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-22T03:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T03:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why do i let my insecurities get the best of me?  i wish i could see the beautiful person people tell me they see.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:3129</id>
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    <title>Better</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T02:05:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T02:05:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am better, I feel less empty and more like im moving on. My mild depression has ended and i feel as if i am getting back on track.  only thing is, i want to get preg. again, i never thought i would and now i do. i am torn as usual and i dont know what to do....as usual.  i cannot gain i can only loose, i do not think that i can be better until i get pregnant again and i run the risk of not getting preg. the lower i go and the less i eat. and then there's the whole cause of the miscarriage, even though i know there is no way to really tell i cannot escape the possibilty that my continuous malnutrution had something to do with my loss. i know that i am not ready to stop and get better at least not until i am forced to by another preg.  until then i will keep restricing until i reach my goal.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:2891</id>
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    <title>Better Day.....Week......I hope.</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T15:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T15:00:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, after a week of horrifying weakness and uncontrollable eating and serious gym time and workout neglect I feel after getting ont the scale and seeing that i have gained yet another lb.  I am back on track.  I have not eated yet for the day, but i have planned to maintain 500 cals or less for this week.  I feel as i a starting anew and i can do this. &lt;br /&gt; I hope you girls do well, i am here to support you as you have great in supporting me.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:2701</id>
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    <title>1_unktothis @ 2007-03-04T01:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T06:29:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T06:29:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">make it go away!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:2508</id>
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    <title>1_unktothis @ 2007-02-18T23:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-19T04:22:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-19T04:22:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like a failure.  I feel like i have no control. i hate feeling like that.  and lately, i feel like i want to confess.  i keep getting the urge to tell someone what im doing to myself but then i come to my senses. but, lately all these oppurtunities come up and feel like it's time to do something, to say somthing but i know that people will worry and try to make me better, which is something i dont want. so i am here confessing to myself. i starve myself on purpose. there i said it.  i do exactly what i tell people not to do on a daily basis, y is it that i cant follow my own advice, shit y is it  that my own advice only works for other people.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:2159</id>
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    <title>1_unktothis @ 2007-02-16T22:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-17T03:40:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-17T03:40:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, i was trying on jeans at Express, (ugh, depressing) and i accidently caught a glimpse of my collar bones in the mirror, and i was shocked, they were beautiful, i love them, and earlier at work, a co worker told my i looked too thin in my face, and i shouldn't loose anymore weight, i wanted to kick her but i was glad that she thought i was thinner.  but then i was like, what does she know. i told her there was sooooo much more to lose.  By the way, the jeans didn't fit and that confirms that i need to loose more, as if i didn't already know this.  ugh.  oh yeah, and i went over my cals for the day my like 200, ew. and i didnt get to go to the gym, but i plan to go twice tomorrow and on sun.  whooo hooo!. last time i did that i burned like 1400cals for the day.  excited about the prospect.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:2025</id>
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    <title>hate</title>
    <published>2007-02-01T04:26:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-01T04:26:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate this, i hate feeling torn like this, i hate the lying and the fake smiling, i hate the fact that i am a grown ass woman suffering through some shit that i brought on myself. I hate society i hate that when people say someone is too skinny i am jealous, i hate that i am afraid to get into a relationship because of my issues, i hate that my biggest issues is unsecurity and that there is not a damn thing i can do about it. i hate that i dont have the slighest inkling to "recover" and that i fear it more thatn anything, i hate that i beat myself up over 50cals and kill myself daily at the gym. i hate that my whole exsistance consists of cals, wieght, inches size, reflection and food. i hate food, i hate that some of it tastes good, i hate that even when it tastes good it doesnt feel good, i hate that i cant enjoy life and food and excercise, i hate drama, i hate that i perpetuate drama in my life, home and family, i hate that i am not skinny or skinny enough and that i never will be, i hate that i am angry all the time even when i am not i hate that i hate, i hate that i have to joke about ED's with collegues and suffer at the same time,  i hate that a piece of pizza can bring me to tears and destroy a whole day, i hate that people compliment my progress at the same time unknowingly fuel my disorder, i hate that i know better and i still do this to myself, i hate that i have rational intelligent thoughts and advice for others but none for myself.  i hate that feel the need to rant like this to complete strangers.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:1731</id>
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    <title>1_unktothis @ 2006-12-28T20:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-29T01:07:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-29T01:07:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As you suggested, Hey kristi Im not a troll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your doing a good job, keep it up, really apperciate it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:1112</id>
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    <title>1_unktothis @ 2006-11-22T03:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-22T03:12:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-22T03:12:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Does anyone really know the weight loss benefits of green tea? I have heard so much and then that it was all crap.  What does it or doesnt it do?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1_unktothis:833</id>
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    <title>Wht to do?</title>
    <published>2006-11-21T19:37:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-21T19:37:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have done good today.  180 cals so far. but ppl from work want to go out and drink how do i cope with that what do i do?</content>
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