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Originally Posted by krampus
Anyone been in a similar predicament? My ultimate goal is to feel sane and comfortable. I shouldn't have to shoo away a broken record playing "you're fat, you're fat" before being able to concentrate on anything else in life.
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I'm hesitant about responding, because I may not make you feel better, and my greatest wish for you would be peace of mind regarding your relationship with food & your body image. You're funny, articulate, very smart & hanging on in a foreign country where all kinds of nasty, scary stuff is going down, and even though none of it has happened in your neighborhood, there has to be a residual tension in the air sometimes all around you. In short, you are such an admirable person that I can't help but feel badly that this stuff is getting in your way of having an amazing life.
But to be honest, when I was bingeing as much as you describe, and was engaged in a great deal of self-castigation, while working at getting better, my weight went higher before it went lower again.
A lot higher. Like, I regained all I'd lost & put on forty more pounds.
I had to just let go entirely of any attempts at control at all. My relationship with food was such a mess, I needed to just not think about it for a couple years.
I focused on getting other parts of my life together. Like figuring out what I wanted to do with my life, and getting a masters' degree, and finding a decent job.
Then, one day, I was ready again. This time, it was about my health, so I was easier on myself, because I didn't care if I never attained a certain standard of appearance. I just wanted to get better, to be healthier.
Also, I knew I was capable of losing my mind, so I made sure that I was in touch with a medical doctor, who'd be doing blood work periodically & weighing me, and also I started seeing a therapist. My program, such that it was, was deliberately thought-out to counter all the problems I'd had before.
- No weighing three times a day; once a week was enough.
- No numbers consciousness. I just wanted the scale reading on Friday mornings to be lower. A little less, a little less. I let myself write this in a book every Friday. No other charting, graphing, or staring at the numbers. Often I forgot them after writing them, until the next weigh-in.
- No measuring & weighing foods, beyond a brief initial phase when I had to reacquaint myself with eyeballing portions.
- If I was really hungry, I'd eat. No eating nothing for hours & hours & hours & telling myself that hunger pains were something to be powered through & congratulating myself on my ability NOT to eat.
- Strict honesty with myself regarding my binges, and applying all I'd learned from my previous therapist about "sitting with myself" during & after binges.
And this time around, it worked.
I don't think you need to regain 80 pounds (you never had that much to lose to begin with) but I think a slight regain is inevitable until you've completely rebooted.
Also I want to urge you to consider at what point you'd be willing to get help from a professional. Just as you would for a physical ailment, when you understand that self-management is no longer such a good idea & you need to call in prescription antibiotics & etc.
You deserve more happiness. You deserve not to have this gray cloud over you. It's only food. It should not hurt you this much.