Confession: Emotional Eating

It’s been a while since I wrote. I’ve been going through that “do i really have anything significant to say” thing again. There are already so many good  blogs out there. Most of the time I feel like anything I have to say someone else has already said better.

Also, the thing I’m struggling with the most lately is pretty embarrassing. It’s harder for me to talk about than mood swings or self-injury or doing a crap job of taking care of myself.

Buuuut since being honest about mental health and BPD and myself in general is part of my whole thing, I’m going to make myself do it.

The issue I’m ashamed of is my unhealthy relationship with food. I know lots of people prefer junk food to healthy food, and I know that healthy eating isn’t something that comes easily for anyone. It takes some level of effort for everybody. It’s more than that in my case.

I haven’t been diagnosed with an eating disorder, but I think it’s safe to say I’ve got some disordered eating habits. I am an emotional eater–and not like, “Oh I ate half a gallon of ice cream after a horrible break up.” More like eating is a daily response to stress, sadness, and frustration. I’m pretty secretive about eating and will go to considerable effort to hide what I consider unacceptable eating from other people, even my boyfriend. I have certain foods I consider safe and others that are not okay, for whatever reason.

I don’t binge or purge, and I don’t restrict very often. Because of that, I generally feel like my eating problems are a matter of not having any self-discipline or willpower. I’m clearly not in the emotional hell that people with eating disorders experience, so it must just be that I’m a self-indulgent glutton. Other times I think it might be more complicated than that because I will eat normally and healthily until I get stressed/emotionally distressed and then my eating habits will fall apart.

So really I don’t know. Maybe I’m just a piece of crap with no self-control. Maybe I’ve got disordered eating because of emotional problems that food has become tied to. Either way it’s something I’m struggling with a LOT that I am going to have to work out. I hope to be posting about it in the future as I try to make sense of it and change my actions.

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