There is so much inner turmoil inside me about telling the rest of my story. Even now, after making the commitment to start and pay for this blog, I can almost talk myself out of it.
The only way to tell this story is to tell it with brutal honesty. I hope I have the guts.
My little reprieve from the symptoms of eating disorders did not last long. The pendulum swung the other way. Even now I can’t pinpoint the exact reason. I would love to have all the answers, but I don’t. I just know that this second wave totally took me down. That second wave was Bulimia.
Bulimia: Also called bulimia nervosa. An eating disorder characterized by episodes of secretive excessive eating (binge-eating) followed by inappropriate methods of weight control, such as self-induced vomiting (purging), abuse of laxatives and diuretics, or excessive exercise.
Yep, that’s the definition. Yep, that’s my secret. And this dirty little secret, unlike anorexia, will plague me for decades.