I continued on, with the odd stabbing pain on the
upper left side of my lung
. I still wasn't eating properly, and it affected me in
various ways. I grew very anxious, and was very stressed. Everyone, including my doctor thought I had an eating disorder like anorexia. I can assure you, I did not stop eating to get thin! I wasn't fat at a size 8! No one was taking me seriously! (I was 16-17 years old).
Fast forward 2 years.
I felt as if I had grown out of my eating issues.