Meg ~ Hey hun! I understand your situation so fully... I am a recovering Bulimic/Laxative addict... I have always had a poor body image and due to pushing adults in my family I had the concept of being overweight from the time I was 12 until.... (forever) I am 5'8 and my lowest adult body weight was 123... this was just prior to my first pregnancy.. up until this point I just controlled my weight by starving. I didn't indulge in the power of purging until I was pregnant... I was 19 when I started.. I was terrified of getting fat not realizing the the purging was counter productive in relationship to being pregnant because it actually made me gain more weight than I would have normally because of fluid retention related to low protien in my blood. Well I had a healthy 8lb5oz son and quickly dropped back from 205 to 140 due to fluid loss.
I was able to maintain for about 2 years at 135 and then I got pregnant with my daughter... I was alright until about the 5th month of pregnancy and started the laxative abuse... again.. I just kept getting sicker and sicker and the Doctor couldn't figure out why my Hemoglobin and Hemocrit just kept dropping and I wasn't going to tell them.. again I topped 200 pounds actually 215 and she was born and was healthy (by the grace of god) because by the time she was born I was using up to 30 laxatives a day and throwing up. She weigh 9lbs9oz and was pefect, again I dropped back down to around 135 and I maintained by purging as needed not that I was bingeing that frequently but if I ate a big meal I would double up on the laxative and I worked a hard strenuous job and I stayed pretty trim.
I quit my job and went back to college and all heck broke loose... I was no longer lifting heavy stuff all day and going from 5 AM until 10PM.. I was sitting on my duff and studying all day so I started to slowly edge up the scale.
I got married at about 150 pounds, got a desk job edged up somemore and then started purging again...It wasn't that I was consuming very much but my metabolism was so screwed up that I was packing on weight by simply looking at the food. My depression was intolerable and my weight was driving me insane and then I got pregnant and lost the baby and I was suicidal.. between the eating disorder and the depression and the fact I hated my job, my parents, my family.... you name it I hated it... I finally sought out counselling and it was a God send.
I was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.. and border line Bi-polar disorder.. I was put on medication and started counselling for the multiple problems I had. The medications was all it took... I was on a daily dose of Luvox for the OCD and I had a PRN(as needed) anti-anxiety med.. I took this medicine for about 6 months along with therapy and after I had control of the situation and my thought process I stopped the therapy and then weaned myself off of the medication..(I have multiple family members with chemical dependency so I didn't want to stay on them if I didn't have to)
I didn't diet for almost 2 years, I had gotten up to almost 190.. I think I was about 186/184 and I finally said to myself I didn't get my head straight to die of a heart problem or diabetes, so I started slow(to make sure I didn't slip back into bad habits) I joined a group (on-line) and I learned to eat. I learned to eat(funny thought huh?) I had no idea what a portion of food was, I didn't realize that you didn't have to clean your plate, I didn't drink water, I didn't eat right.. so after finding out how to eat, how to drink and how to exercise...(healthy living) I have dropped around 40 pounds.. I am the healthiest I have ever been and I feel good about my body for the first time ever... I still want to loose another 14/20 pounds and I will make it but I am not killing myself getting there.
I find myself slipping on occasion and I have to talk myself out of it(much like talking yourself out of a drink) I say, WHOA- so you ate some candy is it worth cramping and crying and puking? (no- it isn't) I had to throw the laxatives away.. I have had to retrain my bowels with a fiber laxative... I take multi-vitamins, E, B-complex and calcium- to supplement what I might not be getting in my daily intake... I don't exercise that much because I am in college again but I try to park far away from the entrance to thing to make myself walk, I take the stairs, I don't drink sugared soda, I try to get at least 3 to 6 glasses of water a day. I have to stay regular(bowel wise) or I find myself taking a harsh stimulant and it finds me (I had to thrown the correctol away)- if I get the least bit constipated it makes me want to completely purge so I can't get that way.
I talked to my Mom about my eating disorder almost 3 years after I decided to get help... she looked at me and said "I thought you were smarter than that" It was really easy to hide because I didn't binge like the classic bulimic.. I purged the regular intake of food, my binge would be what a normal person would eat and I just couldn't deal with the normal amount of calories. I got no support, except from my husband- who really still doesn't get it- he just supports... Some of my college friends know and they listen but they don't understand because they haven't been there. The "baggage" is still there I have just learned how to unpack it before it causes a problem...
You are the first person I have "met" that has had the problem with the laxatives, like me.. if you want to "chat" my e-mail is
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Hugs to you,
Amy
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