Hi all, cautious about diving in here, but I think it’s time after lurking for a while... I definitely need support!
Brief history: I had a raging ED from about age 18. Started as bulimia, but my purging was only ever laxatives. That morphed into being diagnosed with anorexia (got a handle on the binging and just restricted plus purged). When I was 22 at uni I went to my GP who thankfully referred me to the Russell Unit (I was in a central London uni). I had two years of intensive out patient (ie attending unit every single day) then a year of attending once a week for therapy and doing couple therapy with my now husband.
Then... I had a tough-ish few years of being discharged but still pretty obsessed while working.... then was pregnant aged 28 and truly, that was the cure. I was just not thinking about it.
Fast forward 11 years. I have 3 children. I have a career. Still married. I thought this was ancient history.
Lockdown has brought it all back with a vengeance. I always knew it was there. When tired or stressed (or both - I have a v stressful job!!) the ED would sort of scratch at my brain, but I kept it at bay. I sort of longed for it as something that was just mine (as I give so much to kids etc), if that makes sense...
But lockdown.... I am do disappointed in myself!! I need it all it over again...
I don’t want to do numbers in detail but gone restricting to the tune of losing 3.5 stones (gone from bmi just into overweight to now just skirting underweight).
I’m hoping to give support tonyou all and also admit that I’m devastated to be back here (I’m really back in it...) but also secretly happy to have this one thing to to myself....
I can’t tell anyone in real life. My husband was with me in the early days. He’s said many times he can’t go back there. My best and oldest fried has an ED herself (anorexia) and is struggling herself. My wider family can’t go back to hospitals etc.
Xxx