I have had a problem with binge eating since my early teens, so over 20 years. I don't know why. It did start at a period in my life of massive upheaval and massive stress, and I interpret it as a form of self harm, but I've never been able to shake this thing. I have had periods of starving myself or being super 'healthy' over the years, but I always come back to bingeing. I'm disgusting. I buy and eat food in secret. I shove food in to my mouth to the point I end up with sores in my mouth.
I could go on, but honestly I'm tired of thinking and talking. I just wish I could stop.
I am deeply embarrassed about this behaviour and have never told anyone. Things got very bad for me last year, I had a lot of stress in my life again and got to the point where I felt suicidal. Not just because of the food thing, but I just felt such self loathing and disgust at myself. How I can't manage something that should be so simple. I plucked up the courage to see a therapist. I decided on private because I'm too embarrassed to tell my gp (and the receptionist first!) And have it on my medical records. I researched and found one who said she dealt with ED disorders. Made appointment, big huge deal for me. Took a lot of courage as you can imagine.
First session goes like this (after preamble to ask why I'm there)
Me: explains problem
Her (doubtfully): really?! You don't look overweight?!
I think I was slightly overweight at this time, I can't remember as my weight fluctuates a lot. Generally I'm at the upper end of healthy, sometimes over by varying degrees, sometimes much lower due to periods of starving and restriction. I'm 5'9" and my weight has fluctuated between 9st5 and 15st4.
But, that seems irrelevant to me and totally pissed all over the courage it took for me to say those words.
She pointed out that she was significantly overweight herself, I didn't really know what I was meant to say to that, but explained the weight is really a red herring - my sil, for example, is probably medically obese but she doesn't binge or have an issue, she just adores food and entertaining and is definitely just values enjoying herself over fitting in to skinny jeans. But that's not me: I'm forcing food down my throat to the point I feel sick and in pain and crying.
This kind of just continued. She isn't hide her disbelief at all. She asked quite a few times "and you're sure you're not being sick after?"
She just didn't believe me.
We did talk a lot about my childhood (standard i guess, and in fairness there's a lot to discuss), and I suppose it's not a stretch to assume some of my problems stem from my childhood, but she didn't even really try to make that link. She was very dismissive.
I stopped seeing her after 5 sessions as it was expensive and I came out feeling crapper than I went in, not because I was facing up to difficult truths but because she made me feel like I'm making a fuss about something trivial. This has ruled my entire adult life and stopped me doing so many things. Crazy starvation diet? Sorry best friend, can't meet you in case there's food. Dream job? Can't apply because I feel so disgusting and fat and stupid.
Am I wrong to feel like she let me down? And where can I get the help I need?
Please don't anyone start saying "just try eating high protein/low carb" or "take such and such supplement/tea from Holland & Barrett" etc. It's not good for me.
Thanks for reading.