I have an older sister. She's 18, and I'm 16. My entire life she has ALWAYS been mean to me, she found a reason to hate me over anythign and everything. I eventually just excepted that she truly did hate me as much as she had always stated. The other night we were both sitting in the living room reading the new Harry Potter book, and our parents were asleep.

I don't even remember how our conversation started, but we talked. We actually talked, we had a real conversation, without mean hateful jabs at each other or yelling.

She told me about her prom and told me things I never thought she would ever tell me. I had this image of her in my head, and that night it totally changed. She always came off as a prude to me, but I learned about some thigns she did with her ex-boyfriend that I would have NEVER expected her to do!

After a couple of hours of talking, I felt that I needed to tell her something. I finally got up enough courage at 4:00 in the morning, and confessed that I had not been eating much and that I had been throwing up what I had been eating.

She freaked out, and started scolding me and made me promise that I would never do anything so stupid again. I think that's when I realized that she actually cared about me and what happened.

But my real problem is ever since that talk, I cannot stop thinking about how I'm still not eating as much as I used to. I feel bac because I promised her, but I just can't seem to get back to normal. Everytime I look at her I feel guilty and I'm afraid that she might tell our parents, she mentioned that my mom had said something to her about me not eating as much as I used to.

I just don't know what to do anymore.

The thing is she's never ahd problems with her weight or her figure. She can eat whatever she wants and not gain a single ounce! I dont think I really Have an eating disorder. I dont starve myself everyday, and I stopped trying to throw up. I just dont eat as much as I used to eat, and I look at the nutrition facts more.

That's how our relationship used to be, but I think the only reason that it's getting better is because we won't be around each other so much soon, because she'll be going to college and we wont have to see each otehr every day.

I know she won't tell my parents because I've never told them anythign she has told me. But what scares me is that she told me my mom asked her if I had been eating less, she said she had noticed and that really scared me.

I am getting better though! :]]

Yea I like talking to my sister, it's alot better now. Eh, I guess with my mom, but oh wells! Thanks

I do eat.

She's never drank or done drugs. I DO eat!

She has a very odd way of showing it!
She locked me in the dark basement when I was four!
Lol! McDonalds?
I DO EAT!
I swear!

Did you tell her you were playing hide and go seek... for two HOURS!!

Ew. I dont like chinese or sushi but subway would work! :]]

Yes, yes it was.

Subway rocks my socks...
unless I'm wearing flip flops...