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Originally Posted by MzHopeful
I think the best way to not miss the binges so much is to try and focus on how you feel after a binge, not the feelings you get during a binge.
This, exactly. The way binges made me hate myself. The deep depression after the crash, and knowing that I'd done this to myself, that I was responsible for my own pain.
When I started getting better, I had these moments of extreme clarity, during which I'd see what I should have always known, and what should have always guided me: That the world was mine & I could do great things, if only I did not get in my own way.
And that I was getting in my own way by making bad choices. Like eating something long past the point of enjoyment, just for the sake of diving into oblivion rather than remaining conscious & sitting with myself & waiting out whatever it was that filled me with anxiety & pain. It's a good short-term choice with bad, farther-reaching consequences.
I think the gym taught me that too. If there's one thing you learn in the gym, it's about duration. That time is always proceeding onward. You show up, you work & no matter how uncomfortable you are, how much your throat & lungs & leg & arm & ab muscles burn & hurt, it isn't endless or sustained at the same pitch forever. It happens in intervals. If you hang on & keep going, eventually it ends. You finish your half-hour or hour, or whatever, get off the machine, grab your water bottle after class, and it's done. You survived it. Such things are survivable. So I learned that maybe I could survive the other kind of discomfort, the mental pain, in exactly the same way.
I prefer the slightly shaky feeling of having survived to the black misery of the post-binge blues.