presentjoy
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Since I was little, my weight-height was charted by the dr. as underweight. I was always told it wasn't a concern, because I've always been that way, aside from the regular baby fat. So when I started into the mental health system at 15, it wasn't a hard sell to any of the people that no, I didn't have an ED I was just underweight. The teen girls who were in the psych ward with me (it was also an ED clinic) with anorexia, I didn't relate with them. As in, I would encounter a few of them in the bathroom. One was checking her collar bones to see if they stuck out enough. I felt empathy for them, but recognized that their way of thinking wasn't in me. I never calorie restricted. I love eating.
I got teased throughout school because I was so skinny "it was gross". This was a source of shame for me. I think even the word anorexic was used as a slur toward me. I can feel like people hate me because I'm skinny, or are looking at that even when no one is saying a word.
When I started seeing psychs again in grad school, I'd get the same questions about whether I have an ED. I am always able to stave off the line of inquiry -- I have been skinny my whole life, I eat as much as my husband at a meal, I don't believe I'm fat, etc etc.
I continue that story, because it's basically true. I don't believe I have an eating disorder. I can't eat dairy because of a bad reaction when I do, but other than that I eat, and lots. However when I get depressed, or so symptomatic that I can't function well, it's a bit of a vicious spiral where I can't eat well so I start on this path of decline where I am so hungry I can't figure out what to make. I can also become very crabby, unable to make decisions, stuff that's probably just very common with low blood sugar. I start to get very weak and even more depressed, and longing for someone to take care of me. If I'm depressed enough the thoughts that I'd rather disappear come into play.
I can restrict food sometimes as a form of self-harm, or wanting to disappear. But other than that, I don't think I have an issue with body image (aside from feeling ashamed of how skinny I am). I was admitted to hospital (trauma/dissociative disorders ward) and when they weighed me at admission, I was shocked at how little I weighed. I had plunged to the double digits, which I hadn't seen in a long long long time. I hesitate to mention this on this thread. Sorry. It just saddened me. I don't own a scale, and don't plan to. But again, the questions, which I successfully was able to avert. I probably don't meet any clinical criteria for an ED. Honestly, I've never looked at the criteria.
Mainly, I believe that I probably don't absorb nutrition well. I have IBS symptoms. I think food just goes through me without being used efficiently. So I'm probably malnourished even if I don't eat well. Gut bacteria is shown to be highly involved with this, and yet, just like eating, the regular consumption of pro-biotics or vitamins is also beyond me. (Again I feel like apologizing here).
There are certain things I just don't do -- I don't keep a mood diary, a food diary, a thought journal, or do any record keeping of things like that because I am concerned about becoming too obsessed with record keeping (OCD runs on my mother's side). Like if I am gonig to record my moods, I need to record my sleep patterns. Which isn't just how many hours but what time to what time. And quality. And I'd probably want a dream diary. I think you get the idea. I know I have the potential for this pattern. So I just can't do those things. If I paid attention to calories, I know it'd start by wanting to get more calories.
What I want, is to eat well and regularly, 6 times a day, and go do resistance training to get my weight up and my bones strong. I feel so weak much of the time. Growing up, and now, I tend to wear really baggy clothing to hide my frame because I feel embarrassed. Someone I hadn't seen in a while commented on how skinny I looked, and while they probably meant it as a way of expressing concern, I just felt embarrassed, and kind of angry about it. People don't comment on when someone gains weight, so lay off my weight too. Why is commenting on *anyone's* weight acceptable? It's NOT. :(
Anyway. I have concern that I have an ED at this point, but I don't think I do, but I don't know, but maybe because I want to disappear I do? Sorry if this post is not appropriate or in the wrong place. I just didn't feel it needed its own topic.
Thanks for reading
I got teased throughout school because I was so skinny "it was gross". This was a source of shame for me. I think even the word anorexic was used as a slur toward me. I can feel like people hate me because I'm skinny, or are looking at that even when no one is saying a word.
When I started seeing psychs again in grad school, I'd get the same questions about whether I have an ED. I am always able to stave off the line of inquiry -- I have been skinny my whole life, I eat as much as my husband at a meal, I don't believe I'm fat, etc etc.
I continue that story, because it's basically true. I don't believe I have an eating disorder. I can't eat dairy because of a bad reaction when I do, but other than that I eat, and lots. However when I get depressed, or so symptomatic that I can't function well, it's a bit of a vicious spiral where I can't eat well so I start on this path of decline where I am so hungry I can't figure out what to make. I can also become very crabby, unable to make decisions, stuff that's probably just very common with low blood sugar. I start to get very weak and even more depressed, and longing for someone to take care of me. If I'm depressed enough the thoughts that I'd rather disappear come into play.
I can restrict food sometimes as a form of self-harm, or wanting to disappear. But other than that, I don't think I have an issue with body image (aside from feeling ashamed of how skinny I am). I was admitted to hospital (trauma/dissociative disorders ward) and when they weighed me at admission, I was shocked at how little I weighed. I had plunged to the double digits, which I hadn't seen in a long long long time. I hesitate to mention this on this thread. Sorry. It just saddened me. I don't own a scale, and don't plan to. But again, the questions, which I successfully was able to avert. I probably don't meet any clinical criteria for an ED. Honestly, I've never looked at the criteria.
Mainly, I believe that I probably don't absorb nutrition well. I have IBS symptoms. I think food just goes through me without being used efficiently. So I'm probably malnourished even if I don't eat well. Gut bacteria is shown to be highly involved with this, and yet, just like eating, the regular consumption of pro-biotics or vitamins is also beyond me. (Again I feel like apologizing here).
There are certain things I just don't do -- I don't keep a mood diary, a food diary, a thought journal, or do any record keeping of things like that because I am concerned about becoming too obsessed with record keeping (OCD runs on my mother's side). Like if I am gonig to record my moods, I need to record my sleep patterns. Which isn't just how many hours but what time to what time. And quality. And I'd probably want a dream diary. I think you get the idea. I know I have the potential for this pattern. So I just can't do those things. If I paid attention to calories, I know it'd start by wanting to get more calories.
What I want, is to eat well and regularly, 6 times a day, and go do resistance training to get my weight up and my bones strong. I feel so weak much of the time. Growing up, and now, I tend to wear really baggy clothing to hide my frame because I feel embarrassed. Someone I hadn't seen in a while commented on how skinny I looked, and while they probably meant it as a way of expressing concern, I just felt embarrassed, and kind of angry about it. People don't comment on when someone gains weight, so lay off my weight too. Why is commenting on *anyone's* weight acceptable? It's NOT. :(
Anyway. I have concern that I have an ED at this point, but I don't think I do, but I don't know, but maybe because I want to disappear I do? Sorry if this post is not appropriate or in the wrong place. I just didn't feel it needed its own topic.
Thanks for reading