Alright. I am going to admit to embarassing behaviour, and it's a big BIG deal to me.
When I am depressed I eat. I eat until I am sick, then once the really ill feeling passes I eat some more. I have not eaten to the point that I throw up, but rather just on the verge. It's very embarassing to me to have to admit this. I am overweight, so it is obvious to others that I am eating too much, but the why is secret.
I also "sneak" food. If I am going to binge on chocolate I make sure to do it when I am home alone. My other half is a wonderful person, but he doesn't understand, which makes me feel worse that I do this. Also, I just can't admit to him that I do it.
I have tried various weight loss programs, without success, as I find they make me get all weird and obsessed. I just wanted to post this to see what others experience, and if anyone has coping strategies that might help.
I try to get my mind of eating, but it's like an obsession it's all I can think about. It's making things worse, because a large part of my negative feelings are based on my perception of my body. Talk about a vicious circle.
Any tips or ideas would be very helpful!
