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Elvira's Second Journal

January 16, 2000

I want to share something I did yesterday. I had planned to go grocery shopping, pick up some fresh fruit and skim milk, etc., but I decided to edit my shopping list that I had made a week ago and it ended up looking like this: "multivitamins, facial cleanser, Diet Coke." So much for buying food, I guess. It gave me pause for thought when I read what I had crossed off my shopping list. Against my better judgement I decided not to buy the healthy stuff yesterday. I had decided a couple of weeks ago that I would at least TRY to get something healthy into my daily allowances, just to help in keeping up my immune system, etc. But when it came time to head out to the supermarket I couldn't bring myself to buy any of the food on my list and now I feel ashamed of it and scared of what this might mean. Has this illness taken such a strong hold on me that I won't even buy food I know I can eat, food that fits into the pitiful allowances I've made for myself every day?

I am completely aware of the fact that what I'm doing to myself is going to hurt me but I don't care anymore. I could see that as strength, as control, but I really know it's an illness. Still, like I've said before, knowing the truth doesn't stop me. I know I've been talking about how strange and bizarre all this is and when I say that I don't mean that anyone who takes this path is strange or bizarre! What I mean is that these feelings scare me somewhat and that it's strange how I KNOW that what I'm doing is going to hurt me but I plod ahead despite that fact! How I can be so fully aware of what I'm doing and know it's wrong yet CONTINUE to do it just makes my head spin.

I also deleted the bookmarks in my Netscape browser so that no one will be able to see that I've been so consumed with losing weight, not that there's anyone around these days to see. I've pretty much isolated myself from all my friends. They think it's personal, that I just don't want to be around them but the truth is I find it easier to be alone. That way they don't know what I'm doing to myself. That way I don't feel any pressures to eat when we're all together and they're pigging out on junk food. I know I've hurt them by not spending time with them but I feel that I NEED to be alone right now. I don't want them to know what I'm doing. Perhaps I'm selfish (?) All I know is I feel that I really need to be alone right now. I also don't want my mother to see what I've been reading on-line when she comes to visit. I'm a university student and I live alone in my own apartment, away from my hometown and my parents come to visit sometimes. My mom uses my computer when she's here and I wouldn't want her to see the sites I've been visiting. I don't want her and dad to know. I don't want them to get worried.

I had a rough night last night. I actually binged and it's been a LONG time since I've done that. I'm not sure what brought it on but I felt awful. I shovelled the food in and I felt terrible once I had finished. I considered eating more but I realized I had no food left in the apartment and I was going to call and have some take-out delivered. But I didn't and I'm so glad I didn't. I felt better once I had ejected the contents of my stomach into the toilet, like I've done so many times. That's the first time I've forced myself to vomit in a long time. I had told myself I wasn't going to do that anymore, that I could control what I was putting into my mouth. I felt much better afterwards, though. It felt like I had gained some control over my bingeing, although I feel ashamed every time I force myself to purge, like it's something terribly bad or sinful. I'm not sure why I feel that way, though.

However, today's another day for me to get through. I would consider it an accomplishment if I could get through today without eating, or at least staying within my caloric allowances without bingeing/purging because I hate the feeling I get when I binge and then throw up. The good thing is I don't do that much anymore, hardly ever.

I'll just have to see how the day progresses.

Love,
Elvira

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