Yes. I did. For years. compulsive eating, periods where I would binge and vomit, food 'fads' such as only eating bowls of stuffing, or peas, or something. Also sleeping with only a thin sheet over me and the window open and the fan on, because I'd read that being cold at night makes your body use more energy to heat you up and so you lose weight.
I had a huge hole inside and it burned, I mean a physical sensation of burning. The only time it stopped hurting was when I ate until I felt like I was going to burst. Then of course, the hole came back only with it came the revulsion of having eaten a whole loaf of bread and a family sized cheesecake.
In the end I weighed 36 stone and was told that I would be dead by the end of the year.
I had a sleeve gastrectomy.
'm still the size of a house, but only the one now, not the whole row and in time I'll go down to a bungalow, then a shed....
The hole is still there, that's the only problem. I can't binge, but I still burn. However, I'm alive. for years I didn't want to be, but now I think I do.
Now I struggle with food choices. I can't binge, but I can have a croissant instead of a salad, I am my own worst enemy.
It's really hard. People don't realise that for people like us, it is a mental health issue. It's not nothing to do with food. I always say that it seemed like I just wanted to destroy myself and food was my weapon of choice.