I know this thread doesn't start until tomorrow, but I'm posting preemptively because I'm just that cool.
Today will be my Day 1. For the last week, I've been afraid to post, desperately not wanting to start over, but not sure I could feel okay about continuing to count. The last time I was on here and wasn't sure if I binged or not--well, I did. It was a binge. It was a small one--much less damaging than the kind of binges I went on last year, that's for sure--but it still counted. It was still out of control, emotionally driven, and extremely anxiety-inducing. As much as I wanted to say I've gone two months without binging, I can't say that with a clean conscious. And since I'm doing this for me and ONLY for me, there is no reason to lie to myself.
I have gotten better...but I'm not perfect yet. This is still a problem. If it was something so easy to fix that I could do it in two months, well, it probably wouldn't have gotten to be such a bad problem in the first place.
So I'm just going to say that I went 50 DAYS totally binge-free! I overate here and there, but boy, was there a lot of success involved. It's not something to brush off! (I'm telling myself this more than anyone else. Because I keep wanting to brush it off. All-or-nothing thinking has become such a habit for me that I do it automatically.)
The fifty days I went binge-free, I noticed a change in my self esteem. While I wasn't thrilled with my body, I no longer stared at it in horror on a daily basis. I didn't find myself grabbing my lovehandles, pinching my thighs, feel my throat closing with tears when I saw my stomach extend after a binge. Though I've slipped up the past couple weeks, I still am far better off than I was. It's never a waste. If I can make it 50 days the first go, I know I can make it longer my second. So that's where I stand now.
I'll try to come to this website daily again. Life's picked up, which means that I'm less focused on food, which means I've been slipping up more, which means I'm more ashamed to post here. That's silly, isn't it? Slipping up only increases my need for this place. It's helped me so much so far, I don't want to just throw it away.