Hi to everyone who doesnt know me! Im Fae.
This really has nothing to do with weight loss... but it is sort of related, and I need to confess to someone right at this moment, and I NEED reassurance that I am not the only one. And I figured this is the best board to go to, rather than the Chicks in Control, for reasons that will soon become apparent.
For those of you who dont know me.. I rejoined these forums last August, at 220 lbs. In April I hit 169, and since a trip back to my hometown I have been fluctuating in the min-170s. Which, although it is not where I want to be, I am quite proud of.. after all, I have been living a healthy lifestyle and been trying to lose weight for over a year now. I'm also a former pack-a-day smoker, I now only smoke when Im drinking to get drunk (as opposed to social drinking)
Now the story:
I have a 6 month old puppy who still has accidents in the house, especially in his crate when we leave him alone when DB and I both have to go to work. So every 2 week I shampoo my carpets. Which means for a few hours myself, DB, Lucky (the dog) and Nimue (my cat) sit outside, and usually we order pizza. And today I felt like drinking no real reason, so I picked up a case of Mike's for DB (I had Bacardi and diet pepsi). So after we got inside we both started drinking, and after drinking some of mine (which had maybe 4 or 5 shots of rum) I started drinking some of his. I had a cutoff time of midnight, because I have to be at work at 9 am and I wanted to be sure I wasn't hung over. I also had gotten a back of ultra light cigarettes, since a) I knew I would have cravings and Im not at the point when I want to quit smoking while drinking, I told DB that next year, when I say I want to do quit that I need his help, since if I feel he will be angry at me I will not do it, so he will have to pretend to be mad at me to help me quit, and b) grease from pizza + alcohol = upset stomach, which, unfortunately, cigarettes help for me.
Anyway, to make a long story short, I had a drink after my cutoff time. After, I took a (very shakey) shower, and curled up in bed. And I saw spinnies. Yea, you know what I mean. My stomach felt queasy, so I went outside to smoke. And it helped, so I curled up on the couch. And I still felt sick. And I had to go to sleep... still have to, as a matter of fact lol.
All the distraction and everything I could do would not help. So I resorted to the only other thing I could think of.. I made myself sick.
Now, this is not something I am prone to. I have never been a purger... I think this is the first time in my life I have done it. I had the stomach flu in 7th grade, and that has made me afraid of being sick ever - every time, I flash back to being sick in the middle of the cafeteria, and almost all over my best friend. Talk about embarassing! And that is a tangent, I know, but I am trying to explain my train of thought. My action had nothing to do with calories, I was (and am) completely prepared to own up to all that I ate and drank. It was entirely to do with how I was feeling. After having a smoke, I no longer saw spinnies but my stomach felt horrible. Im not sure if I would have been sick or not, but I knew I had to get rid of the feeling before I felt better.
Im not sure if there is a point to this, besides the obvious question: Have any of you ever done this? I feel so guilty to have done it, even though it was not to do with my lifestyle change and everything to do with my bodily health. Im thinking the grease from the pizza, the large amounts of alcohol, and the many cigarettes I smoked all added up. I have to get it through my head that after over a year (since, before I moved from PA, this is something I would do with no ill side effects with my friends) my body cannot handle it anymore.