Why is it that whenever I get upset about my body/weight/measurements I binge despite the fact that I KNOW this won't help me at all? In fact, it will do just the opposite.
This evening, for instance, after doing really well for the past three days, I found a tape measure while putting away clean laundry. Curious as I was I measured my waist and almost fainted when I saw the number. The last time I measured my waist, at my lowest weight (about a year ago) it was 29.5 inches. Now, it most certainly is not. This revelation made me so upset that I turned directly to food, all the while knowing how much I would regret it. And I did, I didn't even enjoy any of the eating.
It is getting to the point where I am seriously worried that my eating 'disorder' has gotten the best of me. I've had huge issues with food and eating for the past eleven years (I'm twenty). I can't have a 'bad' weight in without binging, I can't think about food without binging, I can't even really go into my kitchen without binging.
Sorry this turned into something of a rant, but I am getting desperate.


