I am reading all the posts here and tears are pouring down my face. It all sounds so familiar. I have been struggling with my weight since my teens. About three years ago I lost 60lbs and was really starting to feel good. Then I had a run in with my father. He said some awful things about why he had abused me as a child. (I really don't mean to get all depressing, I just want one place where I can say the whole damn truth. If it is inappropriate please let me know).
Anyway what he said did two things; it made me finally kick him out of my life and it threw me right off the healthy eating bandwagon. (My fault I know). In the last three years I have managed to gain the whole sixty pounds back plus another few extra.
In the past few months I have really felt the effects of my binge eating. I joined here yesterday but in my mind I was only going to "officially" start my new lifestyle on the first of January. This in effect gave me permission to eat whatever I wanted. So yesterday god did I eat. I have a food hangover this morning. I hate my body and I hate feeling so out of control. And I am terrified that I cannot change permanently.
My goal for today is simply not to binge for one whole day. I could use your good wishes and in return I send them out to all of you as well.