Hi Y'all,
After a few days of abstinence it's easy to forget the pain and **** of overeating.
So thought I'd start a thread on remembering the pain.
I used to wake up after a binge feeling the stale food in my stomach. My body was sore. I was so depressed I could barely get out of bed. I couldn't believe I'd DONE IT AGAIN!
When I'd start binge eating I could not stop. I became like an animal, my only thought was food. Too bad for my husband and family, I just wanted them out of the way so I could eat......
I'd get in the car and drive through drive thrus. I felt like I was in a trance, my own private nightmare.
I had headaches non stop from all the sugar and crap. My clothes didn't fit. I'd wear the same old ugly track suit everyday because it's the only thing that would fit me. I'd wear long coats in summer to cover my body.
I'd lie that I was cold when I was damn sweaty just to hide my massive weight gain.
I'd eat out of my bin the next day, all the left over binge foods from the night before. My husband would watch movies on his own, I was too busy in the kitchen eating anything I could get my hands on.
I'd buy boxes of cereal and a day later it was in the trash empty. I stuffed myself till I was hurt, stuffed, numb, sick and yet I still wanted more food.
I became this angry, depressed person I didn't want to know. I hated normal people. I used to be a model and now I was a fat overweight, out of work person. I used to have dreams, in the food I didn't care if I died.
I used to envy old people, the lucky people would be dead soon.
I couldn't understand myself, I felt like a freak.
I'd take days off work too busy in the middle of a binge. I cancelled fgamily gatherings too ashamed of my weight.
I don't want to forget how bad it gets. The disease tells me I can have one. My history tells me I can't
Thank you to everyone on here for giving me hope that one day at a time I don't have to live like this!!!
God bless
Susie x


s, Susie. Please keep us updated, and come here often for support!