eating
Dispel judgement, debunk the myths and correct the misconceptions you hold about eating disorders.
Binge Eating and Health! - Leora Fulvio
Have you ever stress ate even when you were not hungry at all? Have you finished a whole tub of ice-cream just because you were feeling very emotional or were not in good mood? Or even worst, ate and felt guilty or shameful after having your favorite food? If yes, you have started binge eating. If this is done on a regular basis, like eating just because you are too emotional or feeling stressed or feeling anxious or depressed for some reason, and over-indulge with food more than twice a month, you might be suffering from binge eating disorder. At this time, where we binge-watch on our favorite series or do movie marathons, we tend to binge eat too, without even realizing that we are eating a large amount of food in a very short span which can lead to guilt or shame after the realization of what you did.
By Leora Fulvio5 years ago in Psyche
Anorexia
My struggle with loving myself as I am since I was in 11th grade. It started with my friends always making comments about how big my boobs were and then how big my bottom was. I've always been self conscious of how I looked. I've always been a C cup and had a big bottom and though my friends may have been saying it as a compliment, to me it just made me feels worse. It got worse when boys in high school started to make comments about my weight and mean girls in high school were even worse. It started with healthy weight loss at first; going to the gym, eating healthier and drinking more water. But I didn't see any results, so I started eating less, working out more and drinking mostly water. But when even that wasn't enough for me, I straight up started not eating, working out super hard and drinking only water. This went on for about 6 months. During that time, I met a guy who destroyed me mentally, he would comment how I ate a lot when I actually ate and compare my body to other women's bodies. My dad also made comments about how much I ate even though I'd go days without eating and when I did eat, it was only a bite or two of cereal, as I could never finish my bowl. I was literally bones, my ribs protruded through my skin, my face was very thin and my arms were tiny. The only kind of weight I had was my thighs. But I still didn't feel skinny enough. I still wanted to lose more weight. I wanted to be perfect, just like the women all over the internet and magazines. I felt like my body wasn't enough and that I was ugly. I got a gym membership and spent hours working out. After work, I'd go workout, with nothing but water in my system. My mental health was depleting the longer I kept destroying myself and my body. It wasn't until I met the love of my life that everything changed. I met him at work and while I was there I was still anorexic. He asked me a couple of times if I was hungry, and the look on his face every time I told him I wasn't hungry, and he gave me a look that made me feel something. We started officially dating and on our dates, I started eating, a little at a time. I couldn't eat a whole lot, but I ate enough. Now this wasn't some miraculous story about how he instantly changed my life and how I was No, this took time, a lot of time. It started out with little things, he would never comment on what I ate, he would always call me beautiful. Though I never felt beautiful, he helped me a little bit at a time by giving me hope that one day I may feel beautiful again. I had decided that I wanted to get better. I wanted to have a great future and to be healthy and happy with my body. But the first month we started dating, I was hit with a very bad kidney infection. I wasn't able to keep any food or water down. I was so thin, thinner than I had ever been. I got so upset because I felt like garbage and I was upset at how all of my progress disappeared. But I kept fighting, because I wanted to be healthy again, I needed to be healthy again. After another few months, I had finally started being healthy mentally and physically. It wasn't easy, I fought everyday not to go back to the person I was before. I fought everyday with the image that I was ugly and not worth anything. I wasn't over weight but I wasn't super thin any more. I finally was eating normal again and I was genuinely happy. And then we found out we were expecting a baby. My first two months of being pregnant, I developed hyperemesis gravidarum; extreme vomiting during pregnancy. I lost thirty pounds while pregnant and I was so upset with myself. I was upset that I couldn't keep down any food, that I couldn't leave the bedroom without throwing up. I was angry and upset with myself. And then the miscarriage happened. I remember the day like it was yesterday. May 23rd, 2020. I went into a deep state of depression. I didn't want to leave the bed, I ate my pain away, all I did was cry. I gained all of my weight back and 40 pounds extra. Then in August I went to my birthday party and took a photo and realized how much I left myself go. So this month, I decided to start losing weight in a healthy way. I started doing a little working out everyday, drinking more water and eating extremely healthy. I don't look at the scale, because I don't want to discourage myself and the progress that I've already made.
By Alexis Keegan 5 years ago in Psyche
How I Took Back Ownership of My Body
I struggled with my body for as long as I can remember though I never had a problem until I entered middle school. Since I was four years I saw myself with a massive stomach even in reality I was skinny. I was always active as a child, I never really overate, and my family had a pretty healthy lifestyle so even now I don't understand where those thoughts came from. They were just there and I continue to live with them.
By Billie-Jules5 years ago in Psyche
My best friend.
Stones. Pounds. Kilograms. Something I have not seen in a while. Not since m mother threw out our tired old scales thats purple shade had faded more than the hairs on my father's head. They had only been collecting dust on the top landing for years and were practically stained that mousy-brown colour that, quite frankly, looked like what I deposited down the toilet after a horrendous dinner made by my grandmother, who -in her prime- was an amazing cook, not it was as if an oven was product made by aliens and food was edible fresh out of the freezer!
By Bella Higgins5 years ago in Psyche
The Lonely Road
The bell on the door chimes as she walks into the 24-hour diner. The waitress sees her and nods, knowing her order. She puts in the order before Laura has even taken a seat, in her red leather booth by the window. She slurps down the extra-large chocolate shake. The waitress approaches her to ask if Laura would like some napkins, but it’s too late. Laura’s straw is already swirling around the last bit of the shake. At this point, there is only whipped cream and a cherry remaining. With it, she ordered a burger and onion rings.
By Kristin Weaver5 years ago in Psyche
How can eating disorders be related to societal pressure?
In the past 20 years, the need to be connected to everyone, everywhere, all the time has increased tenfold. With the development of Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, and Tumblr, everyone feels the pressure of social media.
By magdalena brock5 years ago in Psyche
6 Reasons for Visiting a Therapist About Your Relationship With Food
The current diet culture created a general obsession with weight that has made many people sick and can lead to eating disorders. Relentless focus on food and weight can seep into your psyche, resulting in unhealthy fixations.
By Amelia Grant5 years ago in Psyche
