Hi everyone. This is my first post but I have been hanging around for awhile trying to get inspiration from other people who are dealing with the same issues as me. I have been feeling so low for a long time and it is really scaring me. I'm 22 years old and I don't have anyone who I can talk to about this in my "real life" because my family expects me to do everything perfectly and I don't have any friends that I feel are close enough to confide in.
I guess I'll try to start at the beginning if you can please bear with me. For as long as I can remember there has been a battle between two sides of me--the happy, confident me and the sad, I'm-alone-in-the-world me. I come from a family where no one talks about their feelings and my parents expect me to be perfect because they don't want me to be an embarassment to them. They never told me they loved me or that they were proud of me (except written on birthday cards) even though I have always been an overachiever and tried so hard for approval. They have generally only given me feedback to criticize my actions and appearance. I was molested by a family friend throughout my childhood which made me feel even more alone and worthless. At age 14 I developed an anxiety disorder where I panic in social situations and hyperventilate and have heart palpitations. This is a self-diagnosis of course, because I can't tell anyone that I have problems. I have always desperately wanted to have close friends but end up being alienated anyway because my "friends" are really more like acquaintances who secretly want to see me down. I think that I am pretty successful at appearing happy and confident and this makes people believe that I think too highly of myself, which couldn't be further from the truth. They have no idea that I come home and stare at the wall and cry because I feel so alone and my only impact on the world is a negative one.
I have never had a boyfriend because I retreat as soon as a guy shows any interest since I'm so ashamed of myself and know that he would realize I'm not worth anything once he got to know me. My only experience asking anyone on a date was for our senior prom when a guy told me that his friend wanted to go to prom with me, so I immediately bought a package at a tanning salon and told the boy I would go to prom with him the next day. It turned out that it was just a joke and I was humiliated and crushed. This is one of many experiences that has caused me to isolate myself.
Lately I have been turning to food for comfort. And not just a little. No, I have completely centered my life around food. I wake up, eat breakfast, park myself in front of the TV. Eat a snack. Start thinking about what I'll have for lunch, but then I'm so focused on it that I give in and eat lunch at like 10am. Then I feel so disgusted in myself that I say 'well, I already blew it so I may as well REALLY blow it' and then eat continuously until I feel so sick that all I can do is go to bed. I used to be such a dependable person but now I don't feel competent at all because I am scared to let go of my carton of ice cream and actually LIVE. The thing is, no one would even suspect it from me because at work and at school I pack very light meals and I can focus on the task at hand instead of eating. I have come to associate eating with shame so I will usually only eat carrots in front of other people but when I am alone I dive into absolutely everything because I am ashamed to be alone. Other people are out having fun with their friends and boyfriends but I'm worthless and alone so I punish myself by literally feeding my shame. My weight is quickly escalating so I am becoming more and more depressed. I have felt "foggy" for at least the past year, sort of as though I'm living in a dream. I'm so scared that I am wasting my life away. I have always had the dream to have a great career and family but now that I am finally grown up it seems as though none of the normal life experiences will happen for me.
I have been trying for months to lose weight but have only ended up gaining weight because the diet mentality makes me become even more obsessed with food. I have long since lost my hunger cues so it seems like I can either not eat for long periods of time or else eat continuously, and unfortunately I usually chose the latter. If anyone can relate to me or give me some advice I would appreciate it so much. I want so badly to snap out of this darkness but I don't think I can do it alone. Thank you to everyone who reads this.


