Have name changed as other MNs know me in real life...
For as long as I can remember in my adult life I have always struggled with my weight, and after the DCs went up to about 12 1/2 stone, I am only 5'1 so thats quite heavy. 18 months ago, through diet and exercise I managed to lose a stone or so, and got down to a pair of 14 trousers size and 12 skirts. However, circumstances meant that we moved house and I gave up my gym member ship, and slipped back towards 12 1/2 stone. Recently I have got myself down to 9 1/2 stone, still overweight for my height but managing to get into size 10 clothesm which for me is probably smaller than I have been in my entire adult life as far as I remember. Unfortunately all DH's family are ultra slim, and I have always felt a bit like the fat relation, never wanting my photo taken, always being conscious of being bigger, and then the real kick in the guts when eldest DC commented on my wobbly tummy and bottom, Eventually got to the bottom of that comment - which was if you are fat you will die. Out of the mouths of babes or what.
Anyway, now I have lost the weight (probably too fast - went onto 850 cal diet) I have rejoined the gym, examined my lifestyle - I think I have got very complacent round the house and have a PC based job along with being a SAHM, I am now trying to go back to a "normal" way of eating I have found that I just cant. It was always my worry that I wouldnt be able to maintain my new weight and I am now finding myself even more fixated on my body shape, size, comparing to family members and others in the gym ( am I bigger, smaller, etc) I think that because I lost the weight quite quickly, my brain hasnt really caught up and even looking in the mirror I find it hard to see myself as under 10 stone and still see the 12 1/2 stone me looking back, even though I am having to buy size 10-12 clothes.
My plan has been to,where possible, to avoid eating carbs, as this has previously been a trigger for me, so no bread, potatoes, pasta or rice etc just fruit, low or no fat dairy, lean protein and lots of veg. I am also finding that I am fixated by the number of calories burnt. For example today I cycled for 45 minutes, and have just got back from walking the dog briskly for 2 hours after an "episode" when at a family gathering today.
I start the day with the best of intentions and some days get through by just snacking on veg and fruit. However, increasingly I have found myself to feel completely out of control around food, today at my inlaws there was a buffet style meal and although I started off perfectly - salad and salmon, and fruit for desert, then found myself hovering round the table scoffing the bread, then slivers of cheese, then crackers, then more bread, then small pieces of flapjack, more bits of fruit (a few grapes here, a strawberry there) then the coffee and chocolates came out, and I am still ramming food in, now feeling very uncomfortable but still going. Eventually I had to ask my DH to collect the children so we could go home, as I knew that if we stayed any longer I would keep going. In the car I confessed to DH and got very emotional and he said "oh just like at X's birthday party in the week - why did you do it again? You know how bad it made you feel?" A similar incident happened at a kids party where I hovered around the food without realising it, and ate far more than anyone else, feeling utterly out of control and then feeling very uncomfortable. I had already been to the gym for an hour that morning, but again walked the dog for 2 hours in the evening and then found myself unable to leave the gym the follwing day until I had spent 2 hours there, and burnt sufficient calories on each machine to compensate for what I had eaten the day before.
My answer today was to come home, get the DC's into bed as quick as I could and again grab the dog and get out for 2 hours. If I could have made myself sick I would have done as I felt so uncomfortable which is an awful thing to even think. Whilst walking it suddenly dawned on me that I might be heading towards bulimia, or already there. I was so uncomfortable this pm that if I could have made myself sick (which I cant even contemplate) I would have done. I feel desperately sad and worried and a bit on a rollercoaster that my life may have come to this. Typically its Bank Holiday tomorrow and there is nothing I can do until at least Tuesday. However any wise words would be useful at this point.
Sorry - I didnt realise that would be so long... thanks if you got to the end!