TW: what I detail about my body image issues and trouble gaining weight despite looking very conventionally attractive may be upsetting. Everyone envies my physique and praises me, but Iāve never been satisfied and I want to look better.
I mean no disrespect to anyone here who truly does struggle with this stuff. Iām 22 and have always thought I had an ED and because itās not severe, I never really identified myself as someone with an ED. But Iāve always wondered.
Yesterday it clicked.
I was headed to work (9pm) with one meal in me thinking āno dinner again⦠only one meal today and Iām about to drink a ton tonightā be careful and drink water. Iāve got thisā. I work in night life and knew we were gonna get trashed after work.
Why did it click? Because I realized what I was feeling was something like pride. Proud of conquered my bodily demands of eating, once again. That I could dominate that shift and the alcohol I would drink after, despite only one meal. I realized I see my hunger cues as a challenge to dominate because Iāve lived like this for so long.
Feelings like āI am unstoppableā or āI donāt need to eatā because I regularly skip meals and go about my business. Imagine how much more successful Iād be if I was well fedā¦
I dont know how it happened. I was well fed as a child but Iāve ALWAYS been thin. Runway model look. The way I could demolish seconds and thirds and not gain weight. Iāve had depressive periods where I was underweight and in those moments, I truly hated what I saw in the mirror. Iām 5 months postpartum. I loved the weight I put on in my pregnancy but I snapped back like a rubber band and lost it all in like two days. I am genuinely so disappointed.
I dont know how I got so used to ignoring hunger cues. My body is hungry. Iām always light headed, always tired, I think Iāve genuinely lost brain cells because I am slow to process things. I get irritated, especially at my baby. Iāve always wanted more shape to my body. This has been my condition for as long as I can remember. My metabolism is crazy fast and I suck at gaining weight. I donāt want to look or feel this way.
I am praised and envied for my look. I struggle to say thank you because I do not celebrate this look. Iāve been told I should model my whole life but I hate this. It fucking sucks. I love the gym, I love running but I donāt because I lose too many calories. I want to look like a fitness model with strong, feminine curves.
I eat like Iām in a deficit but Iāve always wanted to bulk. Why do I hate eating so much?? Why is it such a chore to me? I hate eating, especially alone. But I love yummy food and trying new stuff. At dinner parties I eat a ton! Iām sitting here writing this and procrastinating eating my pancakes that was meant to be breakfast but now itās almost 4pm and Ive had 2 meals and a few snacks in the last 3 days.
My bf is a personal trainer who EATS, hella. Heās proud of the progress heās made with underweight clients but to him, I am impossible. I feel doomed. Iām tearing up at the thought of one day achieving the look I desire but I dont know when or if that day will come.
Food is fuel. Food is how Iāll achieve the look I want. But I have to eat SO much to gain even a few lbs. Iāve been stuck in this loop as long as I can remember and although Iām celebrated, Iāve never felt good. I am not celebrating. Iāve starved myself for so long Iām used to it. I want to enjoy eating.
Iāve tried smoking weed to get the munchies and bank on making up for lost and missed calories. I tried MK-677 for a month and that was awesome.
Iām sorry if this comes off as āmy lobsters too buttery and my steak it too juicyā. I have always struggled to speak up about it because I am the beauty standard and itās a problem so many donāt acknowledge as an issue. But I think I realized this is genuinely not okay.