I've struggled with various forms of disordered eating nearly my entire life, beginning in elementary school with purging.
I was severely bulimic throughout high school, combined with periods of near-starvation. In my 20's, I'd say I became more obsessive about how much I weighed and I'd exercise while restricting food intake, purge even when I ate something "healthy". There were times I wondered if I'd ever "get better", if I'd ever be able to go a full week, or a month (!) without throwing up.
I'm now 36, and while I still go through periods of near starvation I find it's more of a response to severe anxiety. Some days I'm nauseous as soon as I wake up, my stomach is in knots and I don't have an appetite or even a desire to eat anything anyway. I haven't purged in years, which kind of blows my mind. Thought I'd forever be battling bulimia in secret. I should note, I broke my neck in 2016 (not suicide attempt related) and was in an Aspen collar for nearly 6 months. During this time I absolutely could not purge; it was a physical impossibility. One of the positives of that whole experience was having a long break from Bulimia, which I guess lead to the remission I'm in now.
Sigh.
Solidarity.