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Old Jan 03, 2015, 08:36 AM
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Originally Posted by eskielover View Post
There IS ALWAYS HOPE!!!!.....but there are things from our past that drive us to this situation in the first place. I didn't even realize until this year (I am 61 years old) just how totally dysfunctional my own parents were & how that effected my choice (or lack of wisely choosing what I knew wasn't what I wanted) in getting married to a H who ended up totally dysfunctional. Until just a few months ago, I was trying to figure out what the problem was that caused the marriage to fail & in looking at the details, I realized that he is dealing with Asperger's (ASD) & that started making complete sense out of the things that were making me so totally angry to the point I was seeing red. In a relationship like I had, it would driven anyone to either overeating or anorexia (or bulimia or self-harm).....it drove me to depression & suicide attempts & the anorexia came into being because it was the way my own body reacts to stress & I wanted to just disappear.

There are always serious issues underlying ED's!!!!!.....& it's those issues that have to be processed with the help of a good psychologist (T). Many people who deal with ED's have been sexually abused as children or have been raped, some who haven't been raped but still end up pregnant & go through having an abortion find that the stress of that will drive them into an ED. I never had anything horrible like that happen, but loosing my career as an engineer that I had focused my school & life on because it proved that I had succeeded in being nothing like my parents.....was part of the trigger....then not being able to work (I had a complete breakdown & then an really bad earthquake hit the area I was living in So Calif January 1994).....I felt trapped in the house & the marriage that I had been hating since I had gotten married back in 1975. I didn't realize that I was using getting my degree & my career to hide away from my bad marriage & a H who was incapable of having any emotional connection or any logical reasonable conversation & all I would do was fight with him because he pushed every button that had already been placed there by my dysfunctional parents.

Until my mom died & I sold her house & was able to leave my bad marriage I didn't really know what was going on until after I left & was finally able to distance myself from what I had been right in the middle of & not able to even see what was going on. All I could do was fight & yell by the time I left & I had become this totally HORRIBLE person. Until I got out of the situation I was in.....there was NO WAY of making the changes that I needed to make me better & I honestly thought that's what I had become.....until after I left & started seeing glimpses of a totally REAL ME, a new me that I hadn't known ever before in my life but I got my values back that I had before I was married (financial issues). Realized that I didn't have to fight constantly to get the things that I needed in life or fight against someone to get what I knew was needed.

Not knowing just how dysfunctional my parents really were, I thought I was a crappy daughter also because I was always fighting against them & their thinking......now I understand why & I had good reason to react the way I did as any non-dysfunctional person would have reacted to them in a similar way that I did.

Your whole issues could have been something that happened in your past that you need to process before it becomes even more difficult the older you get......or it could be the situation that you are living in.....there has to be something behind your needing to self-harm & let the pain from that take away another pain that you are feeling inside & suicidal thoughts.

You are young & have a lot of good life years to live in a rewarding life. It's important to take the time with your psychiatrist & get them to get you in with a good psychologist who can truly help you work through the things that you are hiding under the feelings you are seeing. It was amazing to me a few years ago when I finally was able to write down all the emotions I was feeling & WHY I was feeling them.....it opened a huge door to my inside thoughts & helped me understand myself better & helped me be more open in therapy so that I could process the things that were eating away at me from the inside.

Remember there is always hope.....& working with a good T can really help you define the things that happened to make you feel & react the way you do today.

Thank you again, i think i'd better try my best before giving up, and i guess the first step is telling the truth to my psychiatrist. I can't go see another person apart from her, because i go to the public health system here in Spain, i'm referred to her and she doesn't have much time, she has LOTS of patients. In my district, there are only 3 psychiatrists for all children-adolescent patients, and it sucks. I talked to another patient the last time i was there, also suffering from anorexia and 17 years old, and she told me that if you're not dying, like at a bmi of 11, they don't give you proper help, just medication at the most, and they send you home. There's too much people suffering more than i do, and it makes me feel so guilty, but at the same time i think if i had therapy even every 15 days, i'd progress much more, but she doesn't have time, and my next session will be on February. I know that things happened in the past and they made me develop an ED, but also the general situation right now it's not good, nobody cares, because now i look healthy to everybody's eyes, and when i say i'm not feeling good they just think that it's nothing, because i'm healthy. It hurts, because my bmi it's not even 17, and my psychiatrist said that maybe they all got too used to the idea of me being a skeleton, but i don't know anymore. They can talk to each other if they have problems (my friends), but i can't, as they think that i've got my psychiatrist for that purpose, and they don't tell me anything about them because one day i told them that i didn't want to hear about their problems, they were so empty. They shut up, didn't even want to hear why did i say that, it doesn't matter, i do not matter, it's okay. Even my boyfriend doesn't understand that if i tell him that months ago not even 32 sizes fit me (the smallest in most clothing stores) but now they do, and my boobs were EVEN smaller, i don't want him to smile and high-five me. I can't see where's hope for me, but if i'm still alive there must be some. Thanks for reading my comments and thanks for your understanding and kindness.

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