The weekend was pretty busy
My brother and his partner were here for a couple of nights
I love having them here
But I was also glad for things to go back to normal yesterday
It felt like Christmas was a month long this year
As we had so many visitors
I love when there are people in the house
But I also feel a bit of relief when they leave
And I can get back to my usual routine
My ED tends to get out of hand when there are people here
And I try to eat in secret
Which is not really doable when there is a house full of people
When my brother and his partner left
I found myself in the middle of a non stop eat purge cycle
I literally couldn't stop
And a big part of me wasn't aware I was doing it
At about 8pm last night
I was in the kitchen
Making pasta
My mother came in
She said 'Ruby, are you aware you've been eating and purging all day? I'm really worried about you, you're spinning out of control!'
Just then
My sister came in to the room
And backed up what my mother was saying
I was mortified
So embarrassed
I just wanted to run away
My mother kept saying that I was going to kill myself
And this had to stop
I must admit though
I hadn't fully realised it was this bad
I mean of course I know I am purging a lot
But I never thought it was noticeable to others
Which is silly really
Because of course they notice
They live with me
They see me going around in circles from the kitchen to the bathroom
One thing is for sure
This has to stop
Before I lose my mind and my sanity
Before something really bad happens
I saw my doctor this morning
He asked me if I enjoyed the meal out on Froday night
And asked me if I find it difficult going out to eat
I do
I told him that going out for dinner is not my first choice of things to do for fun
My doctor sat back in his chair
As he does when he's up for a chat
He asked me about purging
And how much I ate
I told him I had three courses
Which for me was way too much to stomach
And that I purged in between each one
He made the point that I could just have one course
And try and keep that down
I mean yes
That makes perfect sense
But the thing is
I want to eat the food
But my eyes are bigger than my belly
And I always end up feeling really full and uncomfortable
I told my doctor that I am seeing my psychiatrist again next week
And he had spoken about increasing the Prozac
My doctor said we could look at that
Last week he talked about reducing the methadone today
But because things are a bit all over the place
We put that off for a couple of weeks
I was glad of that
Seriously though
I need to get back on track
I can't go on like this
It's a living hell
I feel so out of control
And something has got to give
My body will only tolerate so much abuse
Before it starts to break down
And I get really ill
And I hate that I am worrying my family
I hate that they are suffering along with me
So today
I am making a big effort
Breakfast is fine
I eat tea and toast at the table every morning
This is a relatively new thing for me
But recently I have got in to the routine of doing it
And now it has become my new normal
I don't usually eat lunch
I tend to graze through out the day
Then in the evening I have dinner with my mum and sister
But always purge
At night I could eat and purge up to five times
The thing is
I'm not sure I can do this
People always say to me
You gave up smoking
You quit drugs
Of course you can do this
But I'm not so sure
Food is proving to be the most difficult addiction to crack
But I have to
If I want any semblance of a normal life
I can't quite put my finger on when this relapse started
I know I started losing weight mid November
And lost it very quickly
But even before that
My mood had dipped markedly
In Turkey I wasn't in great form
And I've had some really bad days since then
I've been feeling lower than usual
Feeling like something awful is going to happen
Like an impending sense of doom
I've also been feeling hopeless
Like I am a lost cause
And I must admit
It has been tempting to just disappear
But that is a permanent answer to a temporary problem
I feel hyper sensitive too
Hyper aware
Sonetimes my feelings are right
But more often than not
I am picking up things that are not actually there
Which leads to a touch of paranoia
And that is a nightmare in itself
The truth is though
I have a lot to live for
My family
My dogs
The prospect of getting a job I would love
The possibility of meeting a nice guy
All the wonderful experiences that I will have if I just hang in there
Really my self esteem needs a good injection of self belief and confidence
I'm trying to build myself up
And start to like myself
And believe in myself
But I have a tendency to put myself down
And beat myself up
It's hard to have any confidence
It's hard to believe that I am enough just the way I am
This is why I think the job would be great for me
I could really thrive and blossom given the opportunity
And it would do wonders for my confidence
Speaking of the job
I am hoping to hear from them today or tomorrow
The waiting is killing me
And I sincerely hope it's good news
But whatever happens
I know I did my best
And gave it a good shot
That's all I could do
And if it doesn't work out
There will be something else
Something perfect for me
I hate the fact that so much of my blog recently has been about my ED behaviours
I truly hope that I am not triggering anyone
I do want tngive an honest account of my life and my recovery
But I also don't want this to become a habit
I am going to do my best to get back on track
I had got a point where my ED was secondary in my life
It didnt infringe on my life anymore
But now
Well
It's taking it over again
And I hate that
I just need to slowly change my behaviours
My way of doing things
I have to do it
What is the alternative.....?