Why do I binge? Why have I been doing on and off for at least the past 7 years? It doesn’t make me happy at all. It may taste good, but I always regret it afterwards. It’s not worth it really.
It’s come to a point that when I am off work, at home and eat, I can rarely stop until I am sick. Sometimes I feel like the kitchen is holding me prisoner and I can’t leave. I keep going to the fridge or the cupboard and eating, even though it starts to not even taste good…do I really even taste it at all? It’s like I am trying to fill something, so I keep eating, but no matter how much I eat I can never fill it.
I can’t live this way forever. This is not a way to live. Often spending weekends binge eating, hidden away from the world, ignoring plans made because I feel fat and disgusting. Then Monday morning doing my long workouts and starting my diet again and continue throughout the week until I have my skinny stomach back, just to ruin myself again the next weekend. Really…what’s the point?
I have to stop wanting perfection, but I don’t know how.