Update 2

I've always been skinny, it wasn't something I thought much about until year 4/5.
I started being called anorexic, I had little remarks pointing out how underweight I was, it was true; I ate toddler sized meals, I was a fussy eater, skipped meals, but when I started being bullied it made me even worse. I'd be the first out the changing rooms, I'd feel sick at the sight of food, I offered to be a playground buddy so I didn't have to face the lunch hall, I lied to my parents about what I ate, I just couldn't force myself to ear, the sight of it made me feel sick.
When I got to secondary school there was less remarks, but till everyone would say how lucky I was to be so skinny and if I complained Id be told to shut up and go eat a burger', I was described as fragile, delicate, weak.
When I had my first serious boyfriend it ended badly, he was quite horrible and turned my year group against me, accusing me of being a slut, even though he had been the one to force me to be intimate with him (which later effected my willingness to be intimate in later relationships). He made many remarks about my weight and because I felt so powerless I ended up self harming for a while, I felt so alone and debated whether there was any point of my existence anyway.
I still feel the effects of being underweight, people think you are just self-conscious but there are so many other effects: you feel weak, your immunity is poor, you are cold all the time, god knows how difficult it is trying to find a dress.
Today we looked at eating disorders and it bought it all back, all the names, the painful memories, the feelings and emotions.
But I know I can get through it, just like all of you can.