Well I happened upon this site after a particularly bad episode of binge eating. I am pretty new to this problem, at 18 I don't think I fully understand what is going on inside of me. All I know is that, as of the past two years, I have not been able to focus on anything other than my weight. I am not anorexic or bulemic, but a binge eater. I go through days of restricting, execising, and eating right, during which I pent up every negative emotion that comes to me. But eventually, usually by the time the weekend rolls around, I spend an entire day eating and eating and eating some more until my stomach aches. I cry and cry because of how badly I hurt after eating so much, and then wake up the next morning feeling extremely guilty because all the effort I put into the past week was a waste. My overeating has gotten worse lately, take today for example. I came back to my parents house to visit and unwind from a stressful week. Well, unwinding meant eating everything I could find: Half a gallon of icecream, a fourth of a cake, dorritoes, a huge plate of chicken nachos, candy, four chocolate chip cookies, and two bowls of cereal. And this happened all from 12pm to 5pm! I know I have a problem, even though I have a tall and fairly slender frame. This cycle of restricting and overeating is tearing me apart. I can't think of anything else but food. I don't go out on the weekends because I know it will involve eating, and most of the time thats a risk I dont want to take. I will just go to bed early to avoid overating. I just want to hear that other people are going through this, because honestly right now, even after looking at this site, I feel totally hopeless.
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