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Created on 2006-11-20 19:34:18 (#11653626), last updated 2007-01-12

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Name:	つかさ
Birthdate:	03-06

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Name: Tsukasa
Hair: Dark brown, with light brown streaks. Shoulder length, sometimes put up for convenience. Often put up.
Eyes: Icey blue.
Height: 171cm / about 5’7”
Weight: 49kg / 108lbs
Patient: #12099118, Room 017

PERSONALITY:
Tsukasa is timid and self concious, constantly feeling that he is nowhere near becoming the “ideal human being”, whatever that may be classified as. Constantly observing others and himself, he has a tendency to be overly critical, especially towards himself and the people he’s closest to. He becomes furious with himself if he makes the slightest mistake and feels more disgusting every time he eats and purges. He tries desperately to appear calm, polite and aware of himself to people he doesn’t know as he feels they are judging him all the time. Has to keep everything completely organized by size, colour, name, et cetera, and can’t stand to see something disorderly on himself or someone else, for there is no way to be if it isn’t perfect.

MENTAL DISORDER:
Bulimia Nervosa

HISTORY:
Tsukasa had never ever been able to keep a decent relationship. Not just romantically; all his friends and even his family have betrayed him. Completely fucked him over, so to speak, or at least in his eyes. He became increasingly disgusted with himself for becoming so utterly victimized that he moved as far away from everyone he knew as he could to go to school (to become a doctor, incidentally), and started a relationship with his roommate, who told him he could feel better all together by controlling his food intake. They became ‘diet buddies’ as well as lovers, but Tsukasa found himself to be weak willed and ended up eating uncontrollably and feeling so guilty that he forced himself to throw it up afterwords until he was addicted to the cycle and he lost control.

His OCD started as a desire to regain control over his life, for he was sick constantly and obsessed with how he looked, but it never seemed good enough for him, so he began organizing and reorganizing everything he owned daily until it was perfectly aligned. Not a corner untouched or not perfect; that would be too much for the boy. He was hospitalized by an aquaintence after becoming increasingly ill, starting to suffer convulsions and not being able to keep anything solid in his stomach.

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