Some of you may know me from the Cutting and Self-Harm forums, but for all others, brief intro:
I've struggled with S/H (self-harm) since I was about 4/5, and have struggled with anorexia since I was 14. I didn't even know that anorexia was a condition until I was in my 20s. Current diagnosis of complex PTSD and ocd, and previous diagnosis of chronic morbid depression,, and anorexia.
Been really good with the anorexia for the last year, edited was managing to eat daily, even the occasional lunch and breakfast. Forced myself to eat for the longest time to get well, but am back to not eating at all. Haven't eaten anything in the last week. Problem with this is, I know it's a vicious cycle, been there before, and have gone many times before not eating for weeks on end. Fainted 3 times in the last couple of days.
Thing is, my psych wants me to eat. I don't want to eat although I do (on a rational level). I want to have enough strength to get through this stressful period of time in my life, but at the same time, I don't want to eat because not-eating has always been in my mind the only valid way to commit suicide (crazy, I know - what difference is there between dying of malnutrition and normal suicide??? There isn't any, but not eating feels an ok way to go). Also, hunger pains are comforting to me, my psych thinks it's just another way to self-harm. There has always been an aspect of feeling fat/obese edited and apparently I looked like a concentration camp victim and my doctor was telling me that if I didn't put on weight she'd hospitalise me against my will and should've already put me in hospital but hadn't because of me having kids, which forced me to start eating because I didn't want to go to hospital (because of my kids).
A friend said to me today that I've lost a heap of weight in the last couple of weeks but that he hadn't wanted to say anything. I don't know 'cause it's hard to see with myself, I can't trust my own perception of my body-weight unless I'm looking at a pair of scales, and I don't want to do that because then it becomes a number's game towards loosing more, scales is one of my triggers.
I don't know how I'm going to eat. The thought of food makes me feel sick and want to cry at the same time. And I like the way hungry makes me feel. But that's not healthy and considering the fact that I want to be a good mother, I have to eat, for their sakes at least.
How do I get from here to there though? How do I force myself to eat when it is the last thing I want to do? It's easy for my psych to say, "well think of your kids" and I do, I feel really guilty when I don't eat, but it's like soooo hard to actually put eating into action.
Any tips? Hints? How do you make yourself eat?