I have a mental illness and one of the symptoms for me is binge eating / secret eating / eating and hating myself for it. Not many people know this is related to my mental health but if they did, everyone would know if I were going through a rough patch because it is reflected in my physical appearance.
My mental health is complicated but one if the things I suffer from is detachment / derealisation. It is scary and horrible. Food helps. Food is real, is constant. eating grounds me, helps me feel. And I get almost euphoric when eating certain things (always unhealthy!!)
I do go through phases with different foods, I too had a McDonalds phase where I would have it every morning on my way to work as it was the only way I thought I could cope with the day, by grounding my thoughts and feelings and starting off with a feeling I could identify.
I'm in a bad, bad way at the moment. I've gone up 2 dress sizes in 2 months, I look awful and enormous. Stupid as it sounds, my thing at the moment is doughnuts. I will buy a bag of 5 custard doughnuts from Tesco and eat them all, one after the other. I ate 3 Krispy Kremes on holiday - I took the kids out for doughnuts and we all bought one, sat together with a drink and doughnut, it was really nice. then I got and scoffed another two.
And then I feel horrible, I hate myself, I look in the mirror and I despise the fat blob looking back at me. And then I feel terrified that everyone on wows I am ill again and whispering about me "she's lost the plot again, look how fat she is, must be in her mental phase"
I can break the cycle. I will break the cycle. But it is such hard work. My husband knows but doesn't fully understand, and it is really hard for him to say to me "KQ you are getting fat again, is everything ok?". And because I know he knows, I hide my eating even more, so if he accuses me of being ill again I can deny it and just sulk that he thinks I am fat. I'm surprised he puts up with me.
I've not eaten any doughnuts today :) I went out for lunch and had a ploughmans, not even a cheese one, a ham one, and I said no to cake for afters. This is a big deal for me.
It's about changing my thought pattern. Identifying the emotion (or lack of) I am feeling, and why I think that means I should binge. I write a lot of things down. I try and find alternative ways to "feel" (today I went clothes shopping in an attempt to cheer myself up, horribly backfired cos I couldn't squeeze my fat arse into anything nice!!) - a hot bath, a cup of coffee, looking at photos of holidays and fun times.
It is relentless, and really hard, but OP you can do it. We all can. I am going to lose these 2 dress sizes by Christmas. And to do that I need to fix my mental health. Ugh.