I hit rock bottom. I ate myself sick. Literally sick, like to the point I started vomited and my belly hurts. I finally admitted to myself and my husband that I’ve been binging and that I think I have an eating disorder. I said it out loud. I admitted what I did while he was gone.
And we made a plan. Separate meals for now. Water intake tracking. Meal prep. Not going to be cooking his meals. No food outside of ingredients for just a few weeks in the house. Nothing easy. Food scale is prepped and ready to track my stuff.
I have a toddler. I want to see her grow up. I want to play with her. I want her to have a healthy relationship with food. I want to be the prettiest woman in her world like my mom was to me. I’m making a promise to myself and my husband and daughter and I guess the few people who read this too that I will do better. I’ll slip up sometimes, it’s only human. But I will do better. I will.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life, and I will make sure I can enjoy it.
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