Fascinating to read everyone saying things that could easily have come straight from my mouth (and hello strawberry).
As a child my mother was very strict about not having sweets or lollies in the house. Then I went away to school which was a place full of young girls dieting stupidly and slowly developing crazy eating patterns and almost certainly eating disorders. If you overate at school, friends would casually recommend to go to the loo and get rid of it. It just seemed the normal thing for everyone to do.
And I guess from then on sometimes I would comfort eat and do nothing about it, but if I was dieting or eating far too much, I would nip off to the loo to get rid of it.
I had low self esteem for quite a few years and I guess I thought it was always associated with that. After I had some lengthy and fabulous counselling I thought it would stop, but it hasn't really. I can go a long time without doing it, but this year has been really bad (I suspect a combination of 1. having stopping breastfeeding but still having the urge to eat a lot 2. having a wedding I want to slim for at the end of the year and 3. Having a father with Alzheimers). Also, a young son who seems to be always sick or teething (therefore crying) seems to drive me to the shop for a large cake of chocolate to address the headache that comes from it. This week has been possibly the worst ever, I have been sick every day, for up to four times a day. I just have this almost insane urge to keep shovelling food in my mouth.
I have finally realised this is no longer 'normal' and as I also severely bite my nails and compulsively twirl my hair I wonder if there is a self harm element to all this. Also, it does feel very compulsive when I am doing it, and very intense with a great feeling of 'release' afterwards. There must be some kind of chemical rush in your head or something. Maybe two 'rushes' the buzz of all that sugar and then the rush of getting rid of it. Is it an addiction in a way?
The thing is, in most respects I am happier than I've ever been and one of the more cheerful, active mums at my daughters nursery. Being referred to the community mental health team would feel ridiculous. All these habits feel like my way of coping with stress, nothing more pyschologically complex than that. But then in another respect, it is beginning to feel like a crazy thing to be doing to myself.
Really interesting to hear everyone else's stories and thoughts.