Hi all.. I was a member for a brief time several years ago, however I was upset by something someone said in response to one of my posts and I asked to have my account removed.
Seems silly really, what my post was about had something to do with calorie content and purging. Basically I was at the beginning stages of bulimia and I was trying not to admit it. I had several responses from people here telling me I had a problem and that I needed to deal with it. Obviously I was hurt and upset by that, because at the time I didn’t think I needed help.
Several years later, I still consider myself not a full-blown bulimic, but I obviously have a problem. I binge and purge because I have no willpower. I can stop, I have, when I go through these "I don't care about anything" phases, and then promptly gain the same 10 pounds back that I've been fighting for three years.
But no matter what, even if I don't purge for a month, I'll end up going a full two weeks of throwing up three times a day. I need to stop, I need to gather and strengthen my willpower.
The thing is I know I can do it. In 2001 I weighed 206 pounds. Around my birthday in February I began dieting for the first time in my life. After six months or so I got down to 157 pounds by exercising and eating around 1500 calories a day. Over the past couple years I gained back 20 of what I lost, and I’ve been unhappy that I never made it to my original goal of 140.
Fast forward to 2007, I’ve become environmentally aware and have begun growing my own organic vegetables. I eat healthfully, but I eat a lot, and if there is chocolate or cake in the room, look out. My biggest issue now is that I live with someone else. My husband is thin and healthy, and can eat anything without gaining an ounce. It’s difficult to see all his favorite foods in the fridge and having to avoid them and eat yogurt. I also have a much more stressful job now, and if I’m having a bad day I feel the need to reward myself with pizza.
Not having willpower is leading to other issues. I am losing that wonderful confidence I gained by looking fantastic all those years ago. I miss that. I also feel like I’m constantly lying to myself. I don’t want to become that kind of a person.

ha ha--ever again. 