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i remember the first time i-- it was sixth grade mashed potatoes and gravy with a chicken drumstick breaded i had chocolate milk too it was the first time i had eaten at school that week i ate and ate until i had no food left on my tray i felt disgusting fat i knew what i had to do two fingers inside the throat gag, 1, 2, 3 gag, 1, 2, 3 food comes spilling out its not enough its never enough its gross, i feel gross its been five years and i still cant swallow and keep it down my heart is gonna give out one of these days i dont want to die like that im still too big i still regret every meal i eat at school and stare down the porcelain throne and the scale judgment day is daily
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Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 2:47 PM UTC
school lunch -- 6th grade
i remember the first time i-- it was sixth grade mashed potatoes and gravy with a chicken drumstick breaded i had chocolate milk too it was the first time i had eaten at school that week i ate and ate until i had no food left on my tray i felt disgusting fat i knew what i had to do two fingers inside the throat gag, 1, 2, 3 gag, 1, 2, 3 food comes spilling out its not enough its never enough its gross, i feel gross its been five years and i still cant swallow and keep it down my heart is gonna give out one of these days i dont want to die like that im still too big i still regret every meal i eat at school and stare down the porcelain throne and the scale judgment day is daily
hahahahahahahhahaha im totally fine
#bulimia
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Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 2:47 PM UTC
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