Getting over an ED is challenging. It's a mind fuck.
I can feel absolutely fine and happy with my body one day, and the next I feel like a big fat blob. It's abnormal- I realize this.
But it's all in my head.
On Saturday I went out for my bachelorette party and I felt beautiful. My body felt good and firm and attractive.
I ate out for almost every meal on Saturday and Sunday. I hadn't binged, but I hadn't kept track of my calories and I didn't have the chance to work out. I hadn't had 100% control over what I had consumed.
On Sunday night I looked in the mirror and felt like a big Fatty McFatPants. I felt like I gained 5 pounds. I hated how my body looked. It was depressing.
Situations like this come up almost bi-weekly. And it sucks a big one. So, what do I do? How do I tackle this problem?
The last couple of weeks I have been trying to tell myself that it's all in my head and that it will pass.
And it always does. It has to, because it's in my head. Sometimes it's even so extreme to where I feel like I have a complete fugly and fat body at night, and when I wake up in the morning I feel slender and am happy with my body.
So, it has to be in my head. My body is not gaining or losing visible amounts of weight in 12 hours. It's not physically possible.
On another note, I have completely stopped weighing myself since the little ED flare up a few weeks back. I figure that as long as I eat well and exercise, my weight will not really change. My clothes all fit the same, so that's all I care about.
But anyway, the point of this post is that I have realized, furthermore, that most of the crazy is in my head and not in reality.