I'm in the midst of a health . . . issue? concern? scare? . . . whatever it is, I thought I was managing my feelings over it. But today I got some inconclusive test results back from the doctor, which means I need to go see another doctor next week. In the meantime, I don't feel like I can trust my own body. I alternate telling myself that this is normal, and I'm going to be fine, with feeling really scared and anxious.
After getting the phone call today, I came home and (over the course of a couple of hours) ate over 2000 calories. By any definition, a binge. I haven't binged like that in over a couple of years. YEARS.
And I kind of don't care. I mean, part of me does, because I feel like a failure and a weight loss imposter and like an overconfident fool for thinking that all my techniques and tools meant that binging was in my past forever. And I feel sick to my stomach, but also like I could keep on eating forever. Is this what it always felt like?
But the apathy about this binge also scares me. I can't go down that road again, and I have this paranoid feeling I'm going to wake up tomorrow back at 200 pounds.
Ugh. I'm sorry for the whine and moan, but I really needed to get this out. I think what I really need is a good cry, but I can't get any tears to come right now.




). Do you have family around who can be there to support you during this time? I know when something major like this happens I start getting extremely anxious and have to do SOMETHING (normally my first thought is fridge
). 