Hello all - I am new here - both to the community as well as LJ. I have had an ED/ ED thoughts and tendencies since I was as young as 7, but it took on a whole new meaning for me from the age of 19-22. I went through a stressful time in my personal life, and my outlet (unbeknownst to me at the time) became severe restriction, obsessive calorie counting, and exercise . After quite some time, when I could no longer physically continue as the perfect, obedient anorexic, my disease developed into a combination of severe restriction, binging, purging, exercise, and laxative abuse. After years, my mind was exhausted from the relentless mental beatdowns that (as you know) are one and the same with the disease. At about the same time that I graduated college and got my first job, a change occurred - my disease flipped and suddenly my binges were no longer temporary - they were constant and unavoidable. I had made the decision that, due to the frequency of the binges, I could not continue with the purging. This (I suppose) was a step forward, but it was only a small win. I still had my disease, with all of its toxic and self-defeating thoughts, it had merely taken on a different form. It wasn't until this point that I decided to get help -- and only because I was scared that if I didn't I would -- God forbid -- get "fat". I suppose in this sense, the binge eating was my saving grace. During the beginning of my therapy I thought my only problem was that I was a binge eater - I couldn't acknowledge to myself that I had been anorexic with bulemic tendencies for 3 yrs. (I wouldn't acknowledge it because at the time I wanted to regain all of that control -- it was my gold standard of a mental state).
After being in therapy on-and-off for 2 yrs now I can fully acknowledge that I had severe problems. The problem, however, is that despite my "physical" recovery, I am mentally just not there yet. Recently I have been having horrible binge episodes and I just don't know how to stop them. They leave me so depressed and sad that I am 24 and this is still controlling my life. I regret so much all the time that I've wasted. I look around and see others my age living their life to the fullest and taking advantage of the time they've been blessed with and I can't help but berate myself for sinking away and hiding behind my ED.
ANYWAYS, that is my rant. So, to sum up -- nice to meet you! I hope some of you can empathize, offer your thoughts, and that in turn I can do the same for you. I think that we are stronger together, knowing that we are not alone. Since I am new to LJ please let me know who on here I can befriend :-)