They would keep my bathroom door locked at all times. If I had to go, a nurse would come unlock the door and stand outside as I used the bathroom. And when I was done she would lock it back up again. I learned that what I was doing was very dangerous and if I didn't stop it, bulimia could kill me. And my situation is not even the worst of cases.
Recovery is a long-term process.
Now I am at a healthy weight for my size, and I keep active. If want to eat cheesecake, I eat cheesecake. French fries taste good, too. I still don't look perfect like the girls on the covers of the magazines, but now I am happy with what I look like. I am they are not worth it.