I’ve been silent on this blog for too long, I’ve missed writing but couldn’t be bothered writing. I’m not sure why I’ve stopped writing, it’s half because I’m super busy with university and half because I’m super boring.
I’m writing today because I’m struggling. My weight, my eating, it has and I’m sure always be the one thing that can make me fall apart. I’m at my heaviest and it truly disgusts me. The problem I have is I either eat whatever I want constantly and can’t think about it or I fall apart, or I take notice of what I eat and no matter how healthy I want to be, I restrict my intake.
I don’t really know where and how to go past this, I can ingore my weight for so long, I gain and then end up just absolutely disgusted with myself. And then I decide to be healthy and watch my calories and excerise. By day two, I’ve resricted my intake and by the end of the week I’ve fallen back to old habits. The worst thing, is when faced with that decision, just accept my weight and maybe cut out junk food, every time I turn back to restricting my intake. It works, it’s a high, it’s safe and normal for me.
Now, is one of those times. Even with a boyfriend who loves me at my current weight, and it kills him when I restrict, I still am questioning which way to turn. And truthfully, like always restricting and dropping back into my eating disordered behaviour seems to be winning.
