Those of you who have been following my journal know that I am in recovery from bulimia. I am beating it and really doing well. I believe that I will not go back to my old behaviours.
The trouble is that I was never 100% upfront with my husband or family about it. They all knew I had issues, but nobody knew how bad it really was, or the extreme and painful measures I went to with my ED and in trying to hide it. I will spare you the graphic details. I was slowly destroying myself inside and out.
One day I woke up and decided to recover. I have not b/p for over 3 months now, and have been eating clean 100% for a month. I got help only with physiological stuff like homeopathics and diet coaching. I have not gotten any other type of therapy, just using the tools I forgot I had to change my behaviours. My determination to recover has driven me to do so, I am finally ready.
So now that I am recovering, it is somewhat of a hollow victory. I want my husband to be proud of me, but he doesn't get it. Because nobody understood what I was doing, none of them can appreciate the changes I have made. I made some selfish decisions to help myself recover, so now it's just selfish Cait acting out again. I know I shouldn't base my feelings on approval or acknowlegdement from others, but it sure would be nice if my husband would at least be proud of me. I think this is a bit of a rant, so my apologies. I guess a secret battle comes with a very quiet victory. I kept my secret, that's what I get.