Well, for me, I became anorexic before I ever knew what a diet was... I vividly remember the first summer. I did NOTHING but work out all summer long and I was only 12 years old. For the first time, my mother was complementing me. I was doing literally a few thousand sit ups a day, playing volleyball for hours on end, but I wasn't eating. She knew...she saw...her daughter lived on ice cubes and lettuce!
As for the list of things...here's how I fall...
Obsessiveness: I am not very obsessive. I am too scattered to become obsessive. I obsess over guilt and feelings, but not over tasks.
All or nothing thinking: I don't really have this sort of fatalistic attitude, I don't think. I rationalize w/myself too much...making deals and such. I guess I do apply this to my life as a whole...that if part of it was bad, the rest is sub-par by default
Perfectionism: My perfectionism is to a point where if something is wrinkled, I throw it away and begin again regardless of the time constraint involved with the task. I think my perfectionism and guilt over the lack of perfection is my main problem. I see my life, and myself, as tainted and broken. so much so that no matter how successful I become, I can't imagine anything overshadowing the **** of my past. Weird.
Set too high goals: It's a pretty common theme amongst depressed people that they will set themselves up to fail...b/c the failure is what they know...and therefore, more comfortable than the new playing field of success. I totally do this...a lot...even though no one therapist will call me depressed. I do things like immediately destroy a relationship before it gets a chance to destroy me. It's fun being messed up.
Impulsiveness: I definitely have impulsivity problems. I have learned through various sources that this could be linked to ADD. I want, desperately, to try a stimulant medication to see if my symptoms could be lessened by finally treating a disorder diagnosed in the mid 80s!
Comfort eating: I eat to relieve stress. Eating a cheeseburger and fries keeps me from eating for at least 12 hrs...frees up time to do other things. If I eat normally, I have to feed myself frequently...that takes time that I am not willing to give myself. I ate once today...Checkers. Unhealthy, but time efficient.
Low self-esteem: Ironically, I am kinda cocky about my looks. I used to joke that I had reverse body dysmorphic disorder b/c no matter how high my weight climbed...I saw myself at least 50lbs thinner than I was at the time. I think I am a cute girl BUT I am haunted by my past. I do not think that anything I will ever accomplish can undo all of the bad things that went down the last 26 years...and that those basically make life a lost cause. Stupid huh?? I move forward, and am successful, but it's not without that inner nagging that things were horrible in childhood to a point where I am more broken than is fixed within a lifetime.