It’s become very apparent with lockdown that something isn’t right with my eating and relationship with food . I’m 21 stone, BMI 42, dress size 24/26, I’ve been overweight for a very very long time - since I was 5 . I’m 30 next year .
I started eating the day my father left (in a traumatic way, it wasn’t done pleasantly) ... I remember we had Easter eggs on the shelf that day and I remember that made me feel good for the first time in days .
I got fat and I started to get bullied a lot . Then I was sexually assaulted a few times in school and lots of problems at home .
Lots of unhappiness .
I couldn’t stop eating - my only sort of pleasure or hobby has always been food . I used to steal it even from mums cupboards . My mums answer to a bad day was always food ... She took an OD when I was 8 - or they told me she did - and I was given a mars bar to make me feel better .
I got help at 16 from school nurse, by that stage I was 14 stone 7, and I lost 3 stone or so ... then school nurse left her job . I was 21 before someone else tried to help and by that point pretty unwell with MH stuff .
Regained all the weight over the years and I’ve never consistently lost since . Once when I was 18 or so, and once when I was about 25 . Gained more back each time .
I started doing weight loss through calorie counting and Fitbit steps back in January and lost 1 1/2 stone . I’ve somehow maintained that but with all this corona I’m very much indoors again, so so angry with myself and absolutely terrified that I’m going to die one way or another . GP has told me that at a size 26 they’d struggle to help me if I needed ITU care - so in desperation I’m falling back into old habits .
The panic buying has also triggered me hugely - I’m finding myself scared that we’ll run out of food, so over buying, and panicking a lot about it. Then bingeing on what we have . I don’t make myself sick - just stuff myself til I’m breathless .
I’ve never discussed things with anyone really . I’ve talked about aspects of my childhood to a couple of people but there’s other stuff I’ve never felt able to discuss . Never talked about my weight . I find myself physically repulsive - I needed a breast examination once and couldn’t proceed until the doctor gave me a towel to cover my belly with .
I know it’s my head that’s the problem ... but right now all I can think is, I’m so fat that someone else has to get my prescriptions for me . I’ve broken the toilet seat tonight - just cracked under me - and I’m at total rock bottom .
Where do I go from here? I haven’t anyone in real life I feel comfortable talking to really . I don’t know how to make the change when so much feels uncertain and scary just now .