Hi, folks.

I'm new around here, brought to this point by the loss of a friend to anorexia. (Now I should explain that we never physically met, only knew one another online.) Whilst she was still alive, I didn't really deal with the emotions I felt, because on the occasions when she was hospitalised (3x I think - medical intervention required at least twice to keep her here) I felt so damn scared. Ironically enough, what I was scared of was this exact situation. Now it's come to pass, I'm more angry than anything, running the small details through my head always leads me to 'why? why the heck did you decide that it wasn't worth it?' (I know, in part, because she lost her fiancé to cancer in 2007...but I still can't get my head around how anorexia works, and I think that's what's bringing me to this point with all the ******* anger.)

I'd really appreciate any support in dealing with this,

LOTT