I'm new to BB and have been reading your stories and comments for a
couple of weeks. So many of the things you write about resonate deeply
within me, and I feel less isolated. Does anyone experience
disordered/out of control eating or restraining fro...
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I'm new to BB and have been reading your stories and comments for a
couple of weeks. So many of the things you write about resonate deeply
within me, and I feel less isolated. Does anyone experience
disordered/out of control eating or restraining from eating behaviour?
Since childhood (am 55) my eating pattern and weight has been unhealthy
- going from skinny to fat - being an anorexic teenager, young adult -
then into bulimia (restraining/exercising) for most of my adult life.
Several times, over the years, especially during times of extreme
distress/depression - my restraining pattern turned into bingeing, like
a form of self-soothing or comfort. Most recently, life has become
overwhelmingly challenging and the binge eating pattern has returned.
I've lost control and feel completely ashamed and repulsed by myself, my
body and my eating. I've withdrawn from most of my friends and just want
to stay in my apartment, watch tv and hide. I was proud of myself when I
was in control of my eating and exercising daily. My body was lean, I
could feel my bones. It's a tremendous feeling - a high - and very much
in-sync with who I am - a perfectionist. When things look to be in order
- house perfect, appearance 'perfect' (not that it ever is!) - life
feels safe, life makes sense and I feel in control. That has all gone. I
know that even when we feel "in control", the feeling is largely
illusion, however, now the illusion has gone. I've been without work for
almost two years, live alone, divorced - for the second time, and have a
mortgage. This is especially agonising as I had left work for full time
uni, gained a degree, worked for a time in a related field - and now am
in a worse position than I was before uni. (trying not to use too may
"I's", sorry!!!) This is deteriorating into a ramble. My thoughts are
confused. Have been on antidepressant for about 15 years and found they
help to stabilise my mood and outlook. For the last 18mths or so, this
hasn't been the case and I've become increasingly depressed, withdrawn,
confused. Self-confidence has vanished. Self-esteem has also vanished. I
see myself as a failure in most areas of my life. There are two people
in my life who support, accept and love me, despite the depression. They
are a priceless blessing. They don't really understand depression, and I
often feel embarrassed and incredibly selfish in discussing my situation
with them. Often, the best strategy for me is "cave dwelling" - laying
low, staying at home, withdrawing from contact. That way, I don't have
to wear a mask (which is SO exhausting), explain myself or expose anyone
to my dark mood. Yesterday was a particularly bad day for uncontrolled
eating. Today I feel physically and emotionally sick, drained and
disgusted. This cycle has caught me in an iron grip. This is the first
time I've talked about it. I would be unbearably ashamed if anyone
recognised me or knew about my problem. I disgust myself. I have sort
support, and hopefully will be commencing soon. Can't happen soon
enough! Hopefully this makes some sort of sense to someone. It may
strike a chord with you, if you battle similar demons. Reading stories
of others here on BB has helped me to feel less isolated. If some of my
rambling helps one person, it makes the effort worthwhile Whatever you
are facing today, I hope you find the strength, peace and resilience you
need to get through ...... TC