I became anorexic because a boy and then a girl said my legs looked fatter than before. That was all it took for me. I became totally obsessed with it. I don't know if bullying contributed. Maybe it did. I hated myself. Starved and cut myself. I hated parts of my body. Being anorexic pleased me to have my boyish figure back. I really thought underweight models were perfect looking. When my mum knew i stopped because i didn't want the attention and i didn't want her upset. I knew every trick in the book to conceive it and getting back in the habit of eating again was a struggle. My parents make me go on the scales every so often so they can check my weight. I REALLY hate that.

I think it depends on the type of person you are. I blame self and society.