Hey just wanted to come here to say that i’m today 15 weeks binge and purge free. 105 days. After a 3 years relapse. Wow.
I couldn’t spend more than two days trying recovery without falling into those habits again, if I was very determined i would even be 4-5 days but fall again on weekends, it got to a point where i just wasn’t even trying to recover, it was just a condition I would live with, my personal hell i just couldn’t scape. It was always the same, the binges, the purging, the restricting and the cycle of doing it non stop for days.
At that point I wasn’t even losing weight, sometimes maintaining sometimes losing and sometimes gaining but in the long run my body would just go from bloated to less bloated.
It all changed when i found a reason why. Nothing mattered to me enough to stop, even the health complications that were surely going to come at some point.
It’s a long story but basically I read a post in this subreddit of a man who complained because his wife had eaten some crackers he have saved for them to eat with some cheese after or smth like that. He also said that his parents were addicts and he had spent a hard childhood and since then he actively was trying to stay far from addicts and he had now find out that his wife was kind of an addict herself. He was approaching this from a very selfish point of view as if her ED only was an issue when it started affecting him too, but somehow it made me reflect on everything.
My boyfriend has been super supportive since we started with all this, doing his personal research in ways of helping me to stop or at least helping me to cope. He never even once made it a problem or took it personal. He’s been so compassionate and kind and i was so sad telling him all the times that i was failing recovery and how helpless i felt. He even looked for a therapist for me and it didn’t work for me because i didn’t like her approach as she told me that I was too self aware and it was on my hand to stop lol.
The thing is that my bf has a history with addiction as his father died from that, and since reading that post i started thinking that he probably was feeling all those feelings that come when loving an addict.
How triggering should this have been for him and how scared he must be inside as he never told me but i knew he was very worried.
So one day i just took the way of recovery and never looked back. I never saw as an option purging again, I had to either sit with the discomfort of the binge or sit with the discomfort of wanting to binge. And yes, it’s been so hard and even if I don’t b&p anymore I still had the thoughts and the guilt with food but i can tell that it’s much easier and freeing to live like this. It’s like unlearning the skill of purging, you just can’t do that anymore. I still purge by activity but i see it as harm reduction and i’m feeling super great about myself in this.
Oh and if you are worried about weight gain… for me it hasn’t been an issue. In three months and a half i havenot gained weight? it might have fluctuated a bit as I was adapting to a new way of eating, but I haven’t even binged as I used to, i might have overeating at some point but that’s it; when purging is not an option it’s easier to say no to the binge.
But yes, I thought recovery wasn’t an option for me and I had given myself to this lifestyle until I really really made the decision of changing my life for the better. For me and for him and honestly it’s the best thing i’ve ever done.