I have a serious binge eating problem. I've been doing this since I was in primary school.
I remember I was around 8 or 9...I was never bought sweets as a kid. Never. My packed lunches were crap because we were extremely poor. The other kids had sunny d and lunchables and cake bars. I was so jealous, one day I stole money from my mums purse, and went in the shop outside the school and bought chocolate. I did this over and over until I was stealing notes, and buying huge piles of chocolate bars. I discovered i could buy friends with chocolate bars. I'd take them home and eat them in my room and hide the wrappers.
Fast forward 25 years. The stealing stopped as a kid, but the binge eating, the hiding of food and gorging on huge amounts continues.
Whenever I read anything abput binge eating disorder, if they give an example of how much food is a binge I think "that's not a binge. I eat 10 x that". I literally should probably enter some sort of eating contest, I'd be famous.
Of course im over weight, probably not as overweight as I deserve to be. I'm a size 18.
I have spent my whole life trying to stop this. My ENTIRE life, every day, I'm either trying to binge, trying to not binge, on a diet or on a food free for all. Food is my life. I'm obsessed. I keep going on diets and they only ever last so long. I'm rubbish at them and I feel like im just the worst person...ever.
I also tried for a while giving up diets. I was told if I stop restricting myself I'll find peace. I didn't. I just gained weight. Lots of it.
To give an example of a binge for me
3 slices of toast and butter...followed by Dominoes large pizza, garlic bread, 2 portions of nachos, large dip. That's all before 10am. I'll probably have more later. It's particularly bad right bow because my husband is away for a few days so I have constant need to binge where as normally I'd go out to the shops and buy stuff and eat it as I walk. Chocolate and crisps usually.
On the outside I'm.normal...I cook meals for the family, I'm just like every one else but there's this dark secret there always. I hide wrappers in my coat pocket, in the changing bag, in my knicker drawer until I can get to a bin...what is wrong with me???
I feel like I'm just a totally broken person. I don't see anyone else doing this. I never hear of anyone like me. I feel like my brain and body are just f**ked. And I feel like I have tried absolutely everything.
After binging this morning I just sat there thinking...I wish I was literally anyone else.