Too many, probably everyone, I'm
the last person they would assume could develop an eating disorder. But by now
I can see how it could happen. Not necessarily this eating disorder directly,
but rather indirectly.
It all started when I was a
child...or a teenager...or about five years ago? Either way, this thing started
early; my thought patterns began forming without my knowledge that they were
twisted. My brain is wired to work the way that it does. At times my
intelligence is incomprehensible even to myself. Yet there are times when my
mind tells me to do things that would throw every bit of my intelligence away.
I've been trying to destroy this
demon inside my head, and I have yet to be successful. This past month has been
rather disappointing since I started down this road to recovery from the eating
disorder that has enslaved me for the past four years.
I have never considered myself
stubborn. Rather a perfectionist plagued with OCD tendencies. Never a
perfectionist to be better than everyone else. Instead as an attempt towards
some form of stability in contrast to my bipolar turbulence and life events. But
I'm beginning to rethink this theory.
Maybe I'm naive but I'm surprised
at how easy it was to slip into relapse. I haven't been very good to myself lately.
I've discovered that the complexities of my distorted thought patterns are more
complicated than I know. I'm disappointed that I had never realized this long
ago.
Allowing my anorexia to re-enter
my life is a less than a nice way of telling me I am stubborn. I know I am not
control. I know when my eating disorder is prevalent it is in control. Logically
I know God is in control. Unfortunately anorexia has once more entered my
routine. And I'm not proud.
Every time I allow anorexic
behavior to enter my life, I strengthen the path in my brain of which I have
tried so hard to shut down. I'm surprised how quick the body return to the
comfortableness of starvation.
There are some things the body
never forgets. Most of them speak to us to receive a response; an action. To
get our attention. The body tells us when it needs rest. When it needs sleep. A
fever tells us our body is fighting something that is attacking us. Pain
informs us of an injury. The brain tells us when we need to eat. It provides
our hunger sensation. The body can also forget. Strangely, the brain can forget
how to present that hunger sensation. They body is capable of forgetting how to
eat.
Lately after doing fairly well
recovering from my eating disorder anorexia, my body has forgotten the appeal
of food. No more hunger sensation. No more desire. No more willingness. I am
only able to guess what has triggered its revisit. The feelings of being
controlled? The complexities of being a weekend dad and step-dad? The attempts
at being manipulated by my ex-wife and her ways of interfering with my
relationships with our children? The ups and downs of my moods? The guilt I put
on myself of all the troubles I've gotten myself into and the impacts they have
had? All?
NEVER GOOD ENOUGH...
Those words, or better yet,
mindset, has cursed me for as long as I can remember. If I had to identify one
thought that has plagued, that has to be it. Never has it been having to be
"good enough" for others, but instead for myself. This feeling has
always been with me. No matter what I do or how hard I try or how much I
achieve, I never feel that anything is right.
I used to think that if I could
all A's in my undergrad and masters programs or lose one more pound then I
would finally fill my "enough" deficit. Yet "enough" never
comes. Meeting a weight loss goal would mean a new goal must be made.
"ED's are associated with
a tendency to worry about mistakes, a low sense of self-esteem and low
perception of control over internal feelings and external events. Perception of
control and self-esteem seems to moderate the predictive power of concern
mistakes on symptoms of ED. The results suggest that a low perception of
control is an important cognitive factor in ED." -- Journal of Behavior Therapy and Experimental
Psychiatry
Simply put, ED's are a subconscious
attempt at normalcy, no matter how distorted the reasoning is. The ED becomes
the body's way of responding to chaos.
Dear God, please...You've brought
me too far to fall back now.
We are here to help each other.I would think that one way to achieve freedom from eating disorder is to achieve the right picture of who you are.When you see that you are on your way, when you see the potential and gifts that you have.
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