We need to talk (Revamped)

Eating Disorders *Maybe a trigger warning*

Today we are going to be talking about a very serious topic: eating disorders. I'm going to kind of tell you a little about what happened to me (which don't worry, it wasn't serious).
I've always been thin. Actually, I was unhealthy. When I was in 4th grade, I was the worst I'd ever been. I would go days without eating, and it wasn't intentional. Eating became a chore. It became something I dreaded. I had to ask before I ate, or I would be yelled at for taking food. I was also in dance so that helped me manage a weight.
But then I moved to where I live now in the summer after 4th grade. During the summer, eating wasn't just a chore anymore; it physically hurt. My body would ache every time I ate. This continued for about 3 years.
But I started to eat, after some coaxing. I probably would have continued my unhealthy diet had they not told me I was too skinny. Kids at my new school started calling me anorexic, too skinny, ugly.
So, I started eating. And then, eating was awesome. It still hurt, but the words of those kids hurt worse. By 6th grade, I was happy. I had a good weight; I wasn't too skinny and I wasn't fat. I was great.
And then, I discovered the anorexia videos. I didn't mean to, it just showed up on YouTube. I became obsessed with watching the videos. I couldn't go a day without watching them. As I watched, I would poke at my stomach. I would cry at night because, in my eyes, I was fat.
Then, 7th grade decided to ruin my life further. I started the year happy to see my friends, but depression was settling over me like a blanket. It was unavoidable. (And to anyone reading things in the chapter about self harm and telling me I don't know anything about feeling depressed, I do. It's been going on with me for years, I know what it's like.)
Some kids were calling me fat, even though I don't weigh a lot for my height. I'm actually underweight. But I was completely sad and unhappy. I decided, I would look up "how to be skinny" and more anorexia videos showed up. They started talking about "pro ana sites" which I got on.
It was absolutely what I needed. Tips on how to starve myself, dealing with the pain, hiding it, and even a passage said to have been written by that little voice in my head. Her name was Ana, and I can't go a day without her screaming at me.
I tried starving myself for days, exercising, and I even made myself puke once.

The point is, you're gorgeous and no matter what some ignorant kids or some voice in you head says, you're perfect. You don't need to listen to them, because you just need to know that you're loved and that you're perfect. If you feel the way I did, get help. I'm not going to, because I'm okay for now. If it gets bad again, I will. But this is me telling you to get help before you get hurt.
I love you guys so much and I know what it's like to feel helpless and disgusting. It's not your fault! You're perfect! Don't do anything that will hurt you, and I know most people will say "But think about the people who love you." No, stop. My dad was an addict and he didn't get clean for anyone but yourself. If you try to get better for other people, then you won't stay better. You have to do it for yourself, because you made the conscious decision and you know that's what YOU need to do.

Anyways, I love you and you're perfect.
xx Mack