I haven't told anyone anything I'm about to put here so please bear the long rant.
I'm 15, 5'5, and weight from 103 to 106 lbs. I'm probably overreacting as usual but whatever. I'm pretty sure I developed an eating disorder or I'm just dumb. I have to eat under 300 calories at school (my main consumption of food), I have to eat healthy foods, and I have to eat 4 to 5 hours before bed. I have to this and I have to that when it comes to my eating. I won't eat over 500 calories in a day which I know it unhealthy but I can't, I'll gain weight. I used to be overweight and decided dieting. It wasn't a problem until the last few months. I don't think I'm getting my period either. I never eat over a serving size and I'm a huge calorie counter. I never snack and I can't go to anyone, I'm a burden. I hate being whiney.
Here's another long paragraph about my home life which I think is a result of this. My dad is total drunk right off the bat, always has been so nothing new. Everytime he drinks, I get scolded for being ugly and lazy and fat but now its how skinny and gross and worthless. I hate myself even more. His girlfriend I used to dread but gotten close to recently but she can't sympathize with anything and I'm a burden on her the most, she even complains to my dad about how much time I take, even receiving insults from her as well. They took me to the doctors about my weight loss and I have hyperthyroidism. I don't know what to do anymore. They put me on Ensures but those literally depress me because when I drink the 320 calories, guilt guilt guilt. It even says weight gain on the bottle! I began hiding them so I don't have to drink them. I wish I had more meat on my thighs and butt, I'm getting scrawny.
I recently, as of two days ago, decided no more sugars (belly fat). Although last night I got high, which is something I've also taken up. I ate almost a whole box of Girl Scouts cookies, sugar wafers, and a box of Dots. It seems like the only time I can eat without guilt is when I am high, which is probably the only thing keeping me alive for those calories. Speaking of which, I may be bulimic too. If I eat too much, I have to throw it up. I drink water and let it sit, then throw it up. I never attempted to kill myself or do self harm because people will notice, the only time I went with something was when I ate more than I wanted and when I was showering, I beat my thighs and told myself I was ugly, gross, ect; Luckily I didn't get bruises from it, but I wouldn't mind if I did.
I want to gain weight but than again I don't. I could be eating and use the "I want to gain weight" as an excuse to eat more but than feel guilt and attempt to throw it up. I'm trying to ignore the calories in my dinner so when I'm home, my dad doesn't think I'm skipping out on my dinner (which I used to do.)
Now I don't even bring up food to avoid it at all costs. If I'm hungry/thirsty, I don't get up because if I do, they'll tell me to get something to eat or to drink my daily Ensure. I'm sorry for posting all of this unneeded information, but it's been bottled up inside me for months now and I needed to vent. Please advice me.