I wanted to share a sort of success story with you guys.
For the last four years I've been battling with hating my body, hating my appearance and every little thing that I could hate about my body, I did. I forced myself to throw up for about two and a half of the four years, throughout the entire time I would stop eating for periods of time, I would moniter my calorie intake profusely at times, constantly weigh myself, grab at my stomach, do crunches and push ups and everything late at night or very early morning.
I got myself so deep into the hole of eating issues that it honestly looked like I was never going to get out. I never thought that I could never look at food again and not immediately start calculating calories and what I'd have to do to get rid of it.
But now, I think I'm better. Or, at least, on the road to being better. I've started eating healthily, I've stopped counting calories on the most part, I exercise daily and I just eat the right things. If I feel like chocolate, I'll eat chocolate. If I feel like Macca's, I'll eat it. That kind of stuff, but just...in moderation.
I'm not saying it's easy. Some days, I have a bad and it gets really hard. Sometimes I slip up and relapse. But on the whole, I'm getting better. I'm not sure why exactly but...I'm kinda proud of myself. I believe in all of you guys so much. I read your stories and it makes me sad because I know exactly how it feels, how trapped and shameful you can feel every goddamn day. But I believe you guys are all strong. You can do it.
If anyone needs to talk, PM me. Please. You don't have do go through this alone. No one should ever have to.
For the last four years I've been battling with hating my body, hating my appearance and every little thing that I could hate about my body, I did. I forced myself to throw up for about two and a half of the four years, throughout the entire time I would stop eating for periods of time, I would moniter my calorie intake profusely at times, constantly weigh myself, grab at my stomach, do crunches and push ups and everything late at night or very early morning.
I got myself so deep into the hole of eating issues that it honestly looked like I was never going to get out. I never thought that I could never look at food again and not immediately start calculating calories and what I'd have to do to get rid of it.
But now, I think I'm better. Or, at least, on the road to being better. I've started eating healthily, I've stopped counting calories on the most part, I exercise daily and I just eat the right things. If I feel like chocolate, I'll eat chocolate. If I feel like Macca's, I'll eat it. That kind of stuff, but just...in moderation.
I'm not saying it's easy. Some days, I have a bad and it gets really hard. Sometimes I slip up and relapse. But on the whole, I'm getting better. I'm not sure why exactly but...I'm kinda proud of myself. I believe in all of you guys so much. I read your stories and it makes me sad because I know exactly how it feels, how trapped and shameful you can feel every goddamn day. But I believe you guys are all strong. You can do it.
If anyone needs to talk, PM me. Please. You don't have do go through this alone. No one should ever have to.
March 13th, 2010 at 12:20am