So.. I feel somehow sorry to join this thread and I hope you all are OK.. I read some posts in the beginning but coward as I am, too scared to continue.. At last decided to share my story, hope you don't mind. It's not very bad and I don't know whether I could actually be classified as someone with an eating disorder, but I have a feeling that my relationship with food isn't exactly normal either and that's something I'd like to change this year. I finally want to be happy with who I am.. The fact that I'm able to do this anonymously made me decide to try to share this and hopefully this will at least remind me of my promise. I know my story is nothing compared to many others.
It all started (oh, the regret) when I was around the age of 11/12.. For reasons I ate a lot and exercised little so I gained weight, naturally. This made me even more insecure than I already was and I hated myself for that, hated shopping, hated my body, wished I was like other girls. I wrote on my body that I was fat, weak and useless and that's what I told myself when I looked into the mirror too.
This continued until at some point I decided I'd had enough of it. I made what I now see as probably the worst decision ever, I wanted to lose weight so I basically stopped eating. I ate incredibly little (I guess my average day was below 300 calories) and exercised a lot, so I lost weight and people commented on how good I started looking and how fat I'd been before. Then, at some point, it was as if something broke in me. I couldn't keep up with my diet any longer, I was tired as hell and didn't enjoy anything any more..
I was still disgusted by the look of my own body but I just couldn't bring up the energy for my strict diet any longer. Which brings us to my present.
To everyone around I seem fairly relaxed and happy, I think. I don't talk about my dissatisfaction with my appearance any more since my mother never took it seriously, it was just a phase I was going through and she thought I had to stop whining, more girls were insecure. Besides, whenever I saw a slim girl I thought was attractive she would ask me 'well, you wouldn't want to be a skinny as her, would you?'.
However, though I probably seem all right, I still hate my body. I feel fairly confident about my mind and I'm not exactly insecure about that, but whenever it comes to something physical I just break down completely. I'm, like, paralysed.
My current relation with food is simply unhealthy. I eat as little as possible without having to give away anything about my eating pattern (so I don't allow myself to bring food to school because there's no one watching me, I wake up extremely early on purpose because 'I like to' but the real reason is that I can have 'breakfast'.. crazy really)
However, this is not my main problem. I don't know whether it has a name or not but very often I lose control over what I eat. Then I just start eating everything I come across without really noticing/tasting/feeling it, and because it makes me feel sick I eat more, and I do everything I can to hide this. It feels so disgusting. I hide packages and do crazy things to prevent getting caught and I hate myself for not being in control all the time, I'm an extreme perfectionist and control freak. Afterwards I feel like I deserve 'punishments'; denying myself the right to eat or whatever crazy I can come up with.
Like I said I'm not sure whether this is an actual eating disorder but I just don't want to be like this for the rest of my life. I want to stop this before it develops into something more serious.. I'm not skinny though, but slightly overweight, and I have no idea how I'm going to start eating normally again because I still feel like I don't have the right to eat, but somehow I'll manage. People on here are in far worse situations than me and doing way better than I am. This is encouraging.
Sorry for the long story.
and now to hit 'submit' before erasing everything again.