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Hi ho,
Gosh, no one ever seems to talk about this subject. I guess either it was a fad in the 90's whose day has come or it just never comes out into the open.
Well I'm anorexic, have been for a very long time too I guess. (my teachers in gym used to say that I looked like I had come from a concentration camp). Problem with the not eating thing is that as lousy a viewpoint and coping mechanism as it is - it is a "safe" place to be - as in, if you have bad things happen in your life, you know where to "hide" in order to feel like you have some control. It is a place you can survive...but only for a while.
I had some bad things happen a couple weeks ago and kinda went all survival-mode which meant I stopped eating, totally. The first week I lost about 14 pounds I think.
But now, in the last day or two my partner has convinced me to have a little. Yesterday I had a bowl of soup (120 cal.). And while I can almost see her point of view there is a large barrier between us. It's not just that I'm "too fat" (though I have almost lost a cup size since starting, which I thought was a bit mean of my body), but rather that hunger tells me that I am alive, it reminds me to keep going and to do all that needs to be done. Without it, the future is a blank wall. Knowing that without food I have a limited amount of time means that I can successfully do things, getting what needs to be done, done. Without that, with unlimited time, then my actions or life would have no purpose, no meaning. I wish I could make that clearer but I can't.
I am actually not sure who I would be if I started eating again. Sometimes I can feel the "other" me trapped under this shield I have built out of hunger. And she just wants to rip this body apart.
Wish I knew what to do. My partner says that when I hurt myself I hurt her, and I see that. But do I instead do the things that please her when they feel like they are going to hurt me? I don't know.
Gosh, no one ever seems to talk about this subject. I guess either it was a fad in the 90's whose day has come or it just never comes out into the open.
Well I'm anorexic, have been for a very long time too I guess. (my teachers in gym used to say that I looked like I had come from a concentration camp). Problem with the not eating thing is that as lousy a viewpoint and coping mechanism as it is - it is a "safe" place to be - as in, if you have bad things happen in your life, you know where to "hide" in order to feel like you have some control. It is a place you can survive...but only for a while.
I had some bad things happen a couple weeks ago and kinda went all survival-mode which meant I stopped eating, totally. The first week I lost about 14 pounds I think.
But now, in the last day or two my partner has convinced me to have a little. Yesterday I had a bowl of soup (120 cal.). And while I can almost see her point of view there is a large barrier between us. It's not just that I'm "too fat" (though I have almost lost a cup size since starting, which I thought was a bit mean of my body), but rather that hunger tells me that I am alive, it reminds me to keep going and to do all that needs to be done. Without it, the future is a blank wall. Knowing that without food I have a limited amount of time means that I can successfully do things, getting what needs to be done, done. Without that, with unlimited time, then my actions or life would have no purpose, no meaning. I wish I could make that clearer but I can't.
I am actually not sure who I would be if I started eating again. Sometimes I can feel the "other" me trapped under this shield I have built out of hunger. And she just wants to rip this body apart.
Wish I knew what to do. My partner says that when I hurt myself I hurt her, and I see that. But do I instead do the things that please her when they feel like they are going to hurt me? I don't know.