Lea, 22

My battle started about 5 years ago. It all began as an innocent wish of losing some weight and looking better, but ended up being anorexia. Only thing holding me back from eating nothing was diabetes type 1. A disease was keeping me away from starvation. Obsessive compulsive eating got me to a really low body weight and to bulimia. I started working out and exaggerated, so my body wanted food. I was binge-eating one day and starving the other, which brought me from my lowest to my highest weight. I felt disgusting, neglected and depressed. I was avoiding people and social events, it was hard for me to even get out of bed. My therapy started almost three years ago. I was forced, dragged to therapy – but looking back today, I am grateful for it. Any kind of eating disorder stays in your life forever – but the negative, obsessive thoughts and counting calories are reduced after therapy. I am on my way to losing weight healthy and most importantly – I am on my way to accepting myself.

I think diabetes type 1 I was diagnosted with at the age of 13 is one of the reasons I developed an eating disorder. I've been seeing world in numbers ever since - I need to know how much carbs, fiber and sugar my food has. That lead to restrictive eating, where I let myself eat less and less kinds of food. I've mostly been hiding my diabetes, never talked about it and never admit how terrible I feel sometimes. Never let anyone know what high or low sugar level did to me, held it to me and people arround me never knew what to do and how it is to live with diabetes. I started talking about it in the past year, I started talking about my ups and downs, about my battles and victories. And now I am here, the robot woman.