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TIFU being malnourished in early teenage years

I developed anorexia and eating disorder when I was 12 till somewhere around 13. I would starve myself on purpose and purge daily. I did it in two chunks 6months and for about 2 months I took a break and after I went back doing for another 6months I stopped the cycle from then and went back to eating normally. During malnutrition period I have grown 7cm but lost 13 pounds. Would my past action lead to me becoming smaller as an adult and can I recover my lost growth since I am a male? I have posted something similar in another sub and there were different answers some were about me permenantly causing damage while others say the there is a likely chance of catch up in growth. if it does stunt my growth then yea its kind of sad. The worst part is that I don't have genetics to support my growth. My parents are in the shorter side mom at 5 foot 2 and dad is 5 foot 9 and me also being the same height as mom. Im also dealing with which i would assume a repercussion effect where I would wake up at 3-5am daily and have sleep disruptions for about 3months now ever since i stopped starving myself. Im planning to visit a doctor soon to check on growth and if i could go on hgh. Its not really looking good for me I wish I could have gone though a time machine and stopped myself from hurting myself. Has anyone gone though something similar to this?

 TL;DR suffered from disorders about food and regretting it

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