For me, the bulimia was about stuffing my emotions. So I stopped suppressing my feelings.
When I was nine, we'd take a bus to the seaside. Coming back, we'd take turns entertaining, singing songs and the like. I tried some stand-up comedy. I had a captive audience in that bus. Then I realized I wanted to do more than that.
As a little girl I used to daydream about my real father coming on a white horse to rescue me.