Dear reader,
I want to share something with you that transformed my life and enabled me to overcome 10 years of binge eating and bulimia.
To be honest, I am feeling little angry right now.
I am upset that this information isn’t more commonly know.
I am upset that many of you are needlessly suffering for years.
There is a way to break free and I want to share it with you.
So let me ask you,
Do you feel trapped in a continual cycle of overeating, food cravings, and food obsession?
Do you struggle to control your weight with diet after diet?
Does one donut frequently turn into a full-blown binge?
If you answered yes to the above questions then you know how much control food can hold over your life.
Somehow you can just eat, eat and eat and never seem to reach the point where you feel satisfied.
Afterward, you worry about weight gain and berate yourself for lacking control.
In the back of your mind, you worry that you are doomed to suffer the pain and misery of life as a binge eater.
I’ll be honest with you, before I wasn’t convinced that it was possible for a person to overcome binge urges.
“Once a binge eater, always a binge eater,” I thought.
But just like many of my other preconceived ideas about recovery – I was so wrong!
So I want to tell you about my discovery that made all the difference.
It was 2003 and I was afraid for my life.
I worried that I was going to die soon.
It was inevitable.
There’s only so much abuse a body can take.
I’d been bingeing and purging food for over 10 years at that point, usually 10 times a day and it felt like all the years of self-inflicted damage were finally catching up with me.
I’d lost my menstrual cycle, I’d became socially withdrawn and depressed. I was suffering from weight fluctuations, panic attacks, heart palpitations, bad teeth, severe food and body preoccupation.
My life was an endless cycle of bingeing, purging, then starving, bingeing, purging, then starving. Food was a battle ground and hunger was my enemy. Normal life felt like a distant forgotten memory.
It wasn’t like I didn’t try to stop. Oh my, I tried so hard to stop. With every atom of my being, with every ounce of my willpower, I tried to resist the urge to binge on food but it never worked. I couldn’t stop. I wasn’t sure if I was mad, broken, lacked willpower or all of the above. What I did know was that I was terrified, alone, ill and that my life was in danger.
Eventually I hit rock bottom. I found myself passed out on the toilet floor. My heart was palpitating, I felt shaky, weak, broken and I instinctively knew that my body wouldn’t allow me to carry on this way much longer. I had abused it enough. There was a limit and I had reached mine. This had to stop. I didn’t want to die.
I plucked up the courage to tell my partner about my condition and although he was confused, he did agree to help.
And so began the road to recovery.
The thing is, most of what we tried for recovery just didn’t work. It was a frustrating and difficult time.
Everywhere we turned people treated me as though she was mentally ill and told me recovery would be a “life-long battle.”
Refusing to give up, we decided to take matters into our own hands.
Utilizing the research skills we’d developed at university, together we spent 15 months researching, testing, and questioning everything we could find on bingeing and eating disorders.
It was then travelling through S.E. Asia, researching from a little Internet Cafe in Loas, that we made our biggest discovery!
It literally changed EVERYTHING we thought we knew about overcoming binge eating.