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Thanks, I'm doing alright for right now. Food consumes my mind constantly still...that lunch you had today? I'd probably stared at mine for an hour longer than you did today, just trying to convince myself that the energy I needed from consuming the apple/honey/raisin mix, out weighed (no pun intended) the risks of not eating it. Then came the 3 hour guilt trip afterwards for having eaten it in the first place.
Every day is a fight against the very thing that keeps me alive... and my own brain. It seems so trivial to most, a daily function most do without thinking, their brain sends hunger signals to the stomach and your subconscious tells you to eat. It's quite simple, right? Not for me. These signals come, and extreme anxiety sets in. I become my own prisoner to evil, sick and crude thoughts that make me not want to eat. They make me want to starve. That somehow these things will make me skinny, make me pretty. But, they don't. In fact for most of my eating disorder I was grossly overweight or average. It wasn't until my gag reflex went, my hair thinned, and my immune system started shutting down that I began to lose weight drastically. I almost died...three times!
You'd think that would be enough to change my mind right? Yet, here I sit as I write this, debating on if those few calories from the Fries and Shake I had are worth keeping.
Yes I struggle. Yes I am getting better.
Em.
Every day is a fight against the very thing that keeps me alive... and my own brain. It seems so trivial to most, a daily function most do without thinking, their brain sends hunger signals to the stomach and your subconscious tells you to eat. It's quite simple, right? Not for me. These signals come, and extreme anxiety sets in. I become my own prisoner to evil, sick and crude thoughts that make me not want to eat. They make me want to starve. That somehow these things will make me skinny, make me pretty. But, they don't. In fact for most of my eating disorder I was grossly overweight or average. It wasn't until my gag reflex went, my hair thinned, and my immune system started shutting down that I began to lose weight drastically. I almost died...three times!
You'd think that would be enough to change my mind right? Yet, here I sit as I write this, debating on if those few calories from the Fries and Shake I had are worth keeping.
Yes I struggle. Yes I am getting better.
Em.