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hi :( I dont want to trigger you, I find you amazing. But I hope you might have an insight for advice. I have had EDNOS for years. At this point, can't say "recovered" as I feel a fraud saying I 'have' an ED because I was never underweight or near losing my life etc etc which is often assosiciated. So if I ever mention it no one believes me, that I have the same thoughts/compulsions about myself. But at the moment I am eating more and not purging etc so a little distanced from it - CONTINUED -
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But I still feel trapped by it. Awful when I eat etc. Sorry im saying etc so much * - * anyway. I made a remark about my size to my partner (who knows history) and he was saddened, defended my body and that I need to stop degrading myself. I said I was trying & genuinely sorry I do it, that I can’t help it. He responded “its like you, telling me to be positive”. I know I need to change but I need to somehow allow him to grasp it is more than self esteem, it is “Ana” within me – CONTINUED

I am sorry but don’t recall the last section. It was asking how to make people really grasp that my problem is REAL. though not reflected physically, but I cannot just think clear and stop being controlled by this “Ana” haunting me. sorry it didn’t work. if any of that makes sense.

OK, first, please don’t EVER feel like a fraud. It’s a universal experience that ED sufferers share: we all feel that we aren’t ‘sick enough’ or ‘thin enough’. But that is simply another symptom and if anything, make you more likely to have a genuine ED. If not, that wouldn’t bother you!

EDNOS is no less valid a diagnosis than anorexia or bulimia. Unfortunately, the shock factor of emaciation appeals to the grisly, sensationalist media, and that is pretty much all they use to represent an ED. In fact, anorexia is the least common of the EDs, and most sufferers are normal weight. EDNOS and bulimia are equally deadly and extremely dangerous, and what’s more, all EDs destroy your happiness and ability to function normally.

And that is my main point. Weight loss is one of many possible symptoms. It is one symptom in a shit ton of other ones. It is NOT the be-all and end-all that the media portray. It is hugely frustrating because most people’s knowledge of EDs comes solely from the media, and that is pretty much the least accurate representation.

I really feel for you because my main problem is actually body dysmorphic disorder (BDD), which I find far more crippling than my ED ever was. But it doesn’t cause me any visible physical damage, so it is usually dismissed as not very important or serious.

I tend not to even bother trying to get most people to understand, and I keep it to myself. But there are people that matter, such as your partner, and you want/need them to understand. The best thing I found is to try to explain that this is a mental illness, and maybe ask them to watch a youtube video or two on the subject of EDNOS (maybe a Katie Morton one or something similar) and then try to explain how it affects you and the way you FEEL. Maybe read or watch a bit more about it yourself and try to convey this to your partner in your own words.

Sometimes, too, people act insensitive or dismissive because they are afraid or don’t know how to react or don’t want to see you hurting. Or maybe they just can’t relate to it and therefore dismiss it as not real. I  find analogies REALLY helpful there. Try to relate your fears and feelings to something THEY have fears or similar feelings about. Eg, ‘You know the way you feel about flying in aeroplanes, and you know how you feel sick and terrified and like you’re about to die , etc.? Well„ that is how I feel if I look in a mirror and think I look …’ fat, ugly, whatever it is for you.

Also, tell them that your body is what represents to you all your darkest fears and worst feelings. Instead of feeling them or being able to handle them, you have come to somehow believe that your body represents the worst things about you and that you feel disgusting when it ‘betrays’ you. You use food / weight as a way of dealing with something much deeper that you can’t handle.

It has taken a long time for my parents really to realise how serious BDD is for me, but even now, when I have a freak out, they often react really unhelpfully and get angry. But the more we talk about how I feel at times when I am calm, the better they deal with it when I’m not.

TBH the best thing, if it’s possible for you, is to find a therapist you feel comfortable talking to and open up to him/her in your own time if you can. If this isn’t possible for you, and you have no one to talk to about things, books can be helpful. I’m not big keen on therapy exercises in books, but simply reading more about your condition and recovery suggestions can really help. Also there is a good workbook (only a few simple exercises that can really help) here.

The boring and frustrating but true realisation I have come to, as well, is that the only answer to all of this in the end is to somehow find a way to be kind to yourself.  Start with the tiniest things and work your way up. It feels weird, but it really makes all the difference. And if you can’t fathom being kind, start with trying to stop negative thoughts about yourself. Each time you have one and realise, just let go and don’t follow it through.

But know that your problem IS serious, it IS valid, and it IS real, no matter what anyone around you may want to believe. You are your most important ally. <3 I hope this helps.

Day 22. Do you think you are fully committed to recovery and willing to do whatever it takes to recover? If not, what do you think is holding you back?

What holds me back is here

Am I fully committed? As fully as I know how. I guess I could be more committed, but I’m not perfect and neither is recovery. I can only do my best and part of recovery is being OK with that.

Day 21. What is something you have learned about yourself in recovery?

That if I want to recover, I have to find a way to be kind to myself. And that this is most important at exactly the times when I feel like it’s the least possible thing to do.

justbeingjess:

I have a real problem with not wanting to eat something if I am not doing something that I enjoy. Like, if I were starving on the bus ride home from school and had a snack with me, I would make sure to wait until I got home to eat it. I feel like eating it on the bus while I’m not doing anything except staring into space is a waste of time. It’s not even that I have to be doing something to distract me… I just have to be either reading, or using the computer, or something like that. 

The only time I’m okay with eating when I’m not doing something that I want to be doing is when I eat something that I don’t enjoy. That’s why I always save trying new things that I’m not sure I will like for those times. 

It’s probably something that I should work on.

Me too.

I feel like it somehow ruins the food and like I ate it for no reason and wasted it. The same if I have to eat something I don’t like. I’d rather not have anything. :S

Anorexia is not like thinspo pictures…

summergirl88:

…it does not feel like thinness and thigh gaps and pretty girls smiling at cameras. From my own experience, even as you starve yourself and shrink, and even after you get that coveted thigh gap, all you will notice is the weight that is still there, will still be there no matter how intensely you starve.  You will notice the emotional weight and the heaviness you feel inside.  You will notice the pounds that remain and not the pounds lost.

You will not feel pretty.  You will feel like hiding your face from the world.  You may later look back (if you are lucky enough to look back at anorexia) and realize that there are few pictures of you from that time in your life because you hid your face from cameras.  You will look at the few pictures that you do have, and in truth you will know that the smile was forced and your eyes are tired.  You will remember how hard it was to smile for those pictures.  You will, if you dig deep enough into your memory, remember that dark and lifeless feeling which was nothing to envy.

It is nothing to aspire to.

(via fyoured)

‘Levels’ of Eating Disorder

fyoured:

There is only one, and that is misery. The end.

After seeing somebody’s eating disorder referred to as ‘entry level’ (in a pretty low attempt at an insult by somebody else), I’ve been thinking about this a lot, and decided to share my thoughts with you.

Those suffering from EDs of any shape or form all suffer from identical thoughts: worthless, guilty, ‘fat’, rejected, hated, numb…the list goes on, but I’m sure you all know it. (‘Deeply unhappy’ is the key one here, really.)

If your body/your food cause you the above, then you have a Problem. That’s that. You either have it, or you don’t. That’s it.

There is no boundary for a ‘severe’ eating disorder, or an (I quote) ‘entry level’ eating disorder. ‘I’m not really that sick/ I wasn’t even that sick’ should not be thoughts that you believe even for a second. You are always worthy of care, no matter what you might think!

If you are miserable, if you panic at the thought of getting fat, if food/fitness/nutrition/dieting have become the sole focus of your thoughts, if you’re becoming slowly isolated and depressed and just miserable, then you have a problem. That’s that.

There is no ‘not-really-that-serious’ eating disorder. There is just an eating disorder. Remember that your feelings and your personal happiness are the only things that matter. If you are miserable, then that’s that; fat or thin, tall or short, old or young - adjectives and numbers describing physical factors are so, so irrelevant here.

You’ve heard this before, but even so: it’s a mental illness, and your mental state is what matters in determining if there is a problem. (Two people may have the same BMI of x, for example, yet only one may have an unreasonable attachment to that number, panicking if they should rise above it and trying to control other numbers too, and so that person is the one who will have an eating disorder.) - just an example, but I hope you get the principle here.

Numbers are so, so irrelevant when determining if you have a problem; if you’re messed up about the numbers, then that’s it. What the numbers are in themselves is only an issue when we’re talking about the physical side effects of the mental illness, but the mental illness in itself is all about what you think of the numbers, how irrationally important they are to you, how you feel about yourself, and so on; never decide that you aren’t ‘serious enough’ to be cared for (by yourself, too!) just because you don’t meet a ‘number criteria’.

I repeat: there is one, and only one, ‘criteria’ for an eating disorder, and that is misery.

The end.

When I give up foods due to my ED, it’s super easy. Like instant.

…if I decide a food is ‘unsafe’, that’s it! Instantly I am able to never touch it again.

But when I have to give up something for other reasons, eg. health, it’s ridiculously hard.

I guess at least it proves my ED isn’t a matter of willful behaviour. It’s very frustrating, though.

The ability to starve yourself is not an indicator of strength. Strength is allowing yourself to eat an adequate amount of food every day, despite the voice in your head screaming at you not to. Being strong is the ability to fight against your eating disorder every single day. Choosing recovery, and sticking with that decision no matter how hard it gets; that takes so much more strength and willpower than the ability to survive on less than 500 calories a day ever did.

Journal entry; September 2012. (via lifetastesbetterthanskinnyfeels)

Recovery problems:

Just getting less rigid about measuring food, counting calories, etc…

Now the dietitian wants me to keep a food diary (with weights, measures, etc) and make calorie-for-calorie exchanges in order to eliminate certain foods that are exacerbating a medical problem…

are you fucking kidding me??