I’m 40 and I’ve suffered from disordered eating in various forms since I was 12. In that time I’ve had anorexia, bulimia (vomiting + compulsive exercise) and binge eating disorder. I’ve been very thin and very fat.
I’ve attended OA and had therapy (talking and CBT), I’ve addressed my issues and have a high degree of insight into, and self awareness of, my destructive behaviours.
And yet I still do it. You wouldn’t think it to look at me. I project a calm and capable image (apparently!). Am currently a healthy weight and have been for several years. Most of the time I manage to hold my eating at check and keep the demons at bay. It’s fucking exhausting and I’m so, so tired of it. I hate lockdown. My positive strategies are falling apart as they are based on the routine of working outside the home. I’m WFH at the mo, plus homeschooling as a single parent and I’m hanging on to my eating sanity by my fingernails. Today has been a bad day in a succession of bad food days. I feel numb.
I hate being like this.... I try so hard to do all the things I’m ‘supposed’ to do - plan meals, get exercise, go for walks, practice mindfulness etc. None of it is helping at the moment.
I’ll never beat this, will I? It’s been 25 years and it’s always there in the background.