I just wonder if I will always struggle this much. I know that people recover from all kinds of addictions, but do they just learn to replace old habits with new ones and ignore the desire that still remains? And if so, how does one do that?
I really realized last night that I have a bad problem. I have binged…and purged for two nights in a row now. Doesn’t sound like very many days, but it’s new for me and I can see this turning into an eating disorder. I just feel so desperate to at least maintain my weight since my loss seems to be erratic now. But as desperate as I feel to lose weight, I feel more desperate to stuff my face.
Last night, the plan was to go home and have a slim fast. I actually enjoy the taste of slim fast and have used them successfully before, so I thought I’d be fine. I ate super healthily all throughout the day, drank tons of water, took the stairs, was totally OP. And then, for no reason, I binged. I was not hungry, I wasn’t even particularly bored (in fact, I neglected things I needed to be doing in order to binge and then purge afterwards). I could have distracted myself or gone outside or just not eaten…but I didn’t. And I don’t know why. I ate a huge amount of random foods in a small amount of time and then had to purge.
I used to be disgusted by bulimia if we’re being honest. It grossed me out and I couldn’t relate to that mentality. Now, the mentality has consumed me. Before, when I would binge, I would cry and go to bed and beat myself up. Now, when I am considering a binge, I think to myself, “Well, I can just throw up and then it will be like it never happened. I can eat whatever I want and then poof…gone.” That’s so dangerous. That is not okay and I know it. It scares me that my brain seems to be on the fast track to developing an eating disorder. I know better…I am smart and capable. I have lost considerable weight without doing this, why now?
And why can’t I just say no? The food I ate last night was not amazing or orgasmic or even remotely worth the damage I did to my health and my mind. I can understand giving in to the temptation of favorite foods…but I gorged on my son’s gummies, string cheese, keebler cookies, mini oreos and kool-aid…that’s not exactly a feast fit for a king.
Sometimes I have all the self control in the world and sometimes I am so weak it terrifies me. Will I always have such an f-ed up relationship with food? Will I never be able to shrug it off and walk away?
(It was hard for me to admit what I’ve been doing here. Please don’t judge. And any recommendations for books or tips for overcoming this would be greatly, greatly appreciated. And yes, I also know that I cannot seek medical advice here. I am looking for friendship...support, regular woman to woman advice.)
Also...has anyone ever binged and purged and NOT developed bulimia? Is it something that regular people ever do sort of as...maintenance????


