Salad. I discovered that salads are my trigger food, and they make me want to BINGE. On just salad though, nothing else.
Fortunately, my salads consist just of lettuce and vinegar, so although it's not super healthy, it's not unhealthy either.
I had a about 3 bowls already though, and if I wasn't laying in bed right now, I'd probably be tempted to get a third. I even got a little possessive when my father grabbed some of the lettuce for himself. I didn't say anything, but my thoughts at the moment were:
mine!
I wouldn't say I'm a big binger. There HAVE been times that I've aten so to the point of feeling uncomfortably full. Usually those times aren't from binging, per say, but because I aim to 'clean my plate' as taught.
There has only been one time in my life that I ate to the point of puking. And that thing was, go figure, salads.
I'm not so concerned about
what I'm eating, because binging on a low calorie salad isn't as bad for your body as binging on, say, chips... but I'd say the state of mind is no better. There's something in my mind... that just isn't satisfied yet. I would HATE to give up my salads... they are sooo good... but... why can't I just feel satisfied and not fight myself on getting 'one more bowl'? I'm not even hungry, but I want it so bad. One more, and I'm sure my craving will be gone and I'll be content.
Unfortunately... it doesn't work out that way.