And not in the way it might be presumed.
Firstly I don't think for a minute I'm in danger of slipping into having a serious eating disorder - I'm 54 and have managed to avoid this so far....
I've always been petite but have also always been very careful (in a very secretive way) about what I eat. So for example I'll tuck into cake etc but then will skip a meal to 'compensate'
I weigh myself every. single. day.
Nobody knows this, not even dh. Everyone in my life regards me as blessed with a naturally slim figure and my dd has a brilliant attitude towards eating etc
Not once have I ever mentioned diets, my weight etc The irony is she talks about what an amazing role model I've been, what a brilliant attitude I have to food etc
I'm thankful for this (even if I feel a total fraud!)
During my 20s late 40s I could easily maintain my weight between 8.7 - 8.11st. At 8.7 people think I look unwell but this is when I feel amazing, I have no desire to be any smaller and at 8.12 I still feel good and like how my clothes look etc
Since hitting my 50s it's got tougher. I've lost my waist and now am generally around 9.1 - 9.3st
Objectively I know this is nothing but it feels like everything to me. I feel like my body looks enormous, that clothes look awful now but do they really? Is it such a big difference or all in my (ridiculous) mind?
I have nobody to ask, literally nobody knows what I put myself through.
Sometimes I wish I didn't care. Most of my friends are stones heavier than me, they eat and drink what they want and it looks bloody joyous!!!
Maybe I should just 'let go' but it scares me.
Thanks if you got this far. I don't know what I'm hoping to gain from this thread but writing it down feels good.