Hi All,
I wanted to start a thread which was a bit more specific to the knock-on impact that our issues have had on those close to us, and to create a space to share any stories, listen to each other, Support/relate where possible.
So a bit about me -
I’m a historical binge drinker/eater.
For the most part, I can take or leave alcohol. However it is better I leave it. Because I will gradually go from a few ‘chill-out beers’ one night, to drinking like there’s no tomorrow, within days/weeks.
The worst issue I have though, is with the eating.
So… I was the ‘chubby kid’, from around 7 or 8 years old. I dont remember never having a ‘belly’ . Naturally, there was a lot of bullying and exclusion. And it doesn’t matter how fit I become these days. I am still that child.
It got so bad, that as a 10 year old, I would attend Weight Watchers with my mother.
We would diet together. And fail our diets together.
So I learned about the binge/restrict cycle very early.
In my teens, I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. Insulin controlled. And ultimately…at the time, another reason to have food/nutrition at the forefront of every decision.
I am 38 now. And still trying. I have support. And a therapist. And despite some relapses… I am much better.
So here’s the crunch - has anyone here really worked so incredibly hard to overcome, for the sake of a relationship?
My previous girlfriend, unfortunately, struggled with my issues. And I totally understand it. She was watching me self destruct. It wasn’t attractive.
She supported me into help. Albeit by getting angry with me. I used to get really upset. In hindsight, her anger was from a caring place. I just couldn’t see it. And I felt like it was more for her benefit and not because she loved me.
Admittedly, it worked. But the anger and the dynamic killed the relationship itself.
My food choices became the center of everything.
Not because I wanted them to. But because she really wanted to focus on them.
She had issues of her own surrounding growing up in an alcohol-orientated family, where poor mental health was rife. And I can appreciate that I represented a huge trigger for that.
The relationship ended in March. And up until then I was doing really well. No binges or alcohol for over 8 months.
She used to say ‘I think you will relapse without me’, and I have. She was right. And I hate it.
Was I doing it mainly for her? It frightens me I can’t do it for myself.
Wondered if anyone else had been through anything similar.
Peace
Adam