Body Changes After Recovery from ED
Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2024 7:09 pm
Hi!
I’ve been struggling with disordered eating for pretty much ten years by this point.
This year I had quite an impressive improve in my relationship with food and really thought that everything was fine.
I was eating, like EATING how a normal person with my height and life style would. I was actually embracing my new body and its changes and was SO happy about it.
I was so well mentally to the point of my psychologist telling me that I didn’t need her help anymore and had the tools to deal with everything.
Until this Monday. I was packing for a trip and tried on this pair of pants (that I actually really love and that were a quite expensive investment piece) and the zipper popped.
This had never happened to me. EVER. I just felt so out of control with my life and was miserable about it all week long.
I have been obsessed with body checking, controlling calories etc all the things that I really thought I was finally free from.
Things have been spiraling, the whole “I lost control” thing evolved to me thinking I must have popped the ziper because I was pregnant and that was the reason I had a pooch.
As someone who always uses a condom and take my birth control obsessively right this just couldn’t.
But still, there I am truly believing that I actually didn’t use a condom that one time and that I must be 15 weeks pregnant. Even with a negative test.
Truly need some help. My therapist can’t be reached, she’s traveling. I’m stuck in this miserable mindset, hating my body more than ever and stuck searching online about hook effect and how I actually did lose control of my life and actually am pregnant past the point of abortion.
How would you take your head out of this? I’m supposed to go on a trip with my boyfriends family for Christmas that I’m really excited for but now can only think about how everything is out of control and everyone will think I’m super fat because now I weight 117 at 5’7 and will have to wear a bikini in front of them.
I’ve been struggling with disordered eating for pretty much ten years by this point.
This year I had quite an impressive improve in my relationship with food and really thought that everything was fine.
I was eating, like EATING how a normal person with my height and life style would. I was actually embracing my new body and its changes and was SO happy about it.
I was so well mentally to the point of my psychologist telling me that I didn’t need her help anymore and had the tools to deal with everything.
Until this Monday. I was packing for a trip and tried on this pair of pants (that I actually really love and that were a quite expensive investment piece) and the zipper popped.
This had never happened to me. EVER. I just felt so out of control with my life and was miserable about it all week long.
I have been obsessed with body checking, controlling calories etc all the things that I really thought I was finally free from.
Things have been spiraling, the whole “I lost control” thing evolved to me thinking I must have popped the ziper because I was pregnant and that was the reason I had a pooch.
As someone who always uses a condom and take my birth control obsessively right this just couldn’t.
But still, there I am truly believing that I actually didn’t use a condom that one time and that I must be 15 weeks pregnant. Even with a negative test.
Truly need some help. My therapist can’t be reached, she’s traveling. I’m stuck in this miserable mindset, hating my body more than ever and stuck searching online about hook effect and how I actually did lose control of my life and actually am pregnant past the point of abortion.
How would you take your head out of this? I’m supposed to go on a trip with my boyfriends family for Christmas that I’m really excited for but now can only think about how everything is out of control and everyone will think I’m super fat because now I weight 117 at 5’7 and will have to wear a bikini in front of them.