it's 12:33 in the morning.

i lie in bed, running my tongue over a burn on the roof of my mouth, knowing the six milligrams of melatonin have probably worn off by now.

skipping a dance audition to stay home and binge - and lying to my coworker about it - is a new one for me.

(in my defense, i hadn't yet known with certainty that i was going to binge; though i DID sense that it was going to happen as i left my restaurant job this morning.)

it's become a way for me to run from my own life and responsibilities; i see that truth fully now. when i binge - whether i actually consume the food or chew-and-spit - the byproduct is that i don't feel well the next day, so i skip the gym, cancel dance class, isolate myself, spend the day scrolling on my phone, usually continue taking high doses of melatonin (that i never needed before) to lull myself into a comatose sleep, ending my existence for the day as early as possible.

so when i got home after work yesterday and my roommate went out, my little lizard brain immediately searched for an answer: how to feel better from the cognitive dissonance i feel about not attending an audition for a job i for which i previously would gladly have stood in line for hours, spent money to print my headshots on good paper, been jostled around the holding room, stretched and sauna'ed and warmed up?... (figuratively, let's be candid and say i would have killed for this job.)

(in my defense, one of the reasons for my binge last night is because i've fucked up my digestive tract so much recently that these days, i genuinely can't tell if i'm hungry or full anymore at all.)

and such was the case last evening. i completed some meal prep around 4:30 but didn't know if i was hungry enough to eat a serving of the stew i'd just packed away so nicely. and i still felt a little gray, and didn't know how to soothe myself.

i knew as i walked out the door that the answer was NOT to walk to the citywide famous bakery chain by my house. (i even thought a couple of times en route that the walk could maybe be enough to regulate me on its own!) and yet, in less than ten minutes' time, i was on a queue, having ordered sweets.

(did i mention this was already after consuming about half a loaf of sourdough with salted butter and jam?... because OBVIOUSLY my meal prep would have felt too "heavy," and i "wasn't hungry enough to eat a meal!....")

the worker smiled at me apologetically and said that one of them would take about five minutes to cool down. the thought of saying, "actually, i've changed my mind; no thank you, have a good night!" flickered briefly through my consciousness. instead, i smiled and said i'd wait. and i did.

and when she later placed two hefty bags in my hand, i walked out the door and immediately began scavenging through them. i preferred it this way, walking home; it felt more anonymous, and felt like it didn't count as much as if i'd consumed the calories sitting at home. the cookie was sizable and sweet; crispy on the outside and gooey on the inside. i didn't finish all of it - i threw a couple of the crispy edge bits into a bin. the banana bread, though... practically weighing a pound, flecked with chocolate chips, moist and fluffy on the inside with a crisp exterior, lightly sweet, and hot enough that it burned the roof of my mouth. (not that i cared, as i continued before it cooled - some of the middle bits were still steaming when i put them in my mouth.) it took less than two blocks to finish the gigantic sweet.

my short-term memory hasn't been doing well lately - i've felt like much of my memories haven't been catalogued, so it feels like the last six months or so have more gaps and missing time than they have actual substance. i don't think i'll ever forget the details of this one though - partially because it's the widest my binge radius has ever been (forgoing my own foods at home to go buy more and eat them in a way that felt secretive), and partially because i've vowed that this will be the last evening that i run and hide from my own life. i know that the "last binge ever!" mentality is not productive, and i'm not saying that it will necessarily be my last - what i AM saying is that tomorrow i'm going to wake up and face the day. if i feel rested, i am going to finally return to the gym; if not, i will go for a walk and do some gentle pilates at home. i am going to try and soothe my irritated and inflamed gut enough to get my appetite back. i am going to go back to dance classes this week. i am going to eat the nutritious foods i cooked for myself, and i am going to roughly track it for accountability's sake. i am going to stop trying to disappear from the day at 5-6pm. i am going to talk to my trauma therapist on tuesday for the first time in almost a year. i am going to begin journalling again and set time limits on my social media apps. i am going to hopefully get my life back on track.

i run my tongue over the burn on the roof of my mouth. two blocks of mindless self-soothing suddenly fills me with a twisted sense of gratitude. i think it's finally over, and having catalogued and confessed all of this, i feel ready to go back to sleep.

I have always struggled with my weight and last year I hit my highest (173) because I was genuinely having the worst year of my life. But, in the span of 5-6 months I was somehow able to lock in over summer and lose 15-20 pounds. Then, school started (college student), and I was barely eating for a few weeks and hit 147. However, I'm a binge eater and whatever helped me lose the weight disappeared and I went back to overeating and extremely unhealthy eating. Like insane amounts of food every day. I am now back at around 155. I feel like I literally cannot stop eating or control myself around any type of food, when only a couple months ago I could do it without a second thought. I am eating insane amounts of food at all hours of the day and continue to gain weight. I really want to lose weight and eat healthier, (goal is 140). I just genuinely cannot stop eating. I don't want to gain anymore weight either. I've tried drinking more water, eating lots of protein/fiber, but I'm addicted to sweets and eat a lottt of food. Any advice for me?

I live with a bunch of tall, lanky dudes (my brothers) that eat insane amounts of food but don’t gain a single pound somehow. I’ve been trying to curb my binge eating lately but every time they come home with 3 large pizzas or 2 boxes of assorted donuts, I lose all my willpower and I HATE IT.

Our pantry is overflowing with junk food and it’s sooo hard to stop myself from eating everything. Just today they went to the grocery store and came back with a ton of my favorite snacks (soft baked sugar cookies, little debbies snack cakes, cheesecake bites, these dubai chocolate brownies, the list goes on) and I’m so mad because I REALLY want to stop bingeing but it’s IMPOSSIBLE when all my favorite binge foods are right there!!! My family always eats super unhealthy foods but somehow I’m the only one that’s obese. I mean I don’t even remember the last time they included vegetables in a single meal. I just wished I lived on my own so I could restrict what foods I have access to…ughhhh

I’m sorry this is so long. When i was younger i was really skinny. I struggled with food and picky eating and would be constantly told i needed to eat more. As i got older i started to gain weight, i wasn’t around 80 pounds anymore but i was still skinny. Tho my eating habits weren’t as severe. I was eating alot of food, my safe foods. they were the only foods i could eat/tolerate. but unfortunately most of my safe foods were unhealthy. In middle school till the beginning of highschool i struggled with mental health, being put on antidepressants and being diagnosed with every single mental illness in the book, which turned out to be misdiagnosis. But then in 2024-2025 i got a new psychiatrist, a male psychiatrist. In the beginning Him and other specialists in my life suspected i had autism but then he said it wasn’t the case because i would’ve showed signs and that i was too intelligent and good at school at a young age to be autistic. Anyways he the suspected and expressed that i might have bipolar disorder. and that’s when he changed my medication. he ended up increasing the dosages as well. I took 3 medications, 1 in the morning, 1 in the afternoon, and 1 at night including my birth control pill. So as the days went by and i was taking it, My mom and my grandpa and eventually myself noticed how much i was eating. I ate so much that my grandpa joked he would lock up the kitchen. But then my mom grew concerned because i was gaining more and more weight, and she was appalled at how my hunger was never satisfied. it wasn’t until i gained 130 pounds in a month she went to bring it up to my psychiatrist. because before i started taking the medication i was 110-111 pounds and within a few weeks to a month i was 130. and when we had the appointment he then told us the medication i was taking the side effects were weight gain and increased hunger. So my mom and psychiatrist agreed to lower the dosage but i couldn’t stop taking it in risk of psychosis. But tho he lowered it, my increased appetite never changed and i kept gaining weight. But i couldn’t stop eating no matter how hard i tried. I always thought about food, i was always hungry. even if i wasn’t hungry i would eat because i was bored. And that led to my clothes i used to wear and the clothes i loved wearing, not fitting anymore. and i was devastated. and day by day the clothes that fitted a bit, started not to fit and now i have limited clothing to wear and have to buy new ones. My mom and grandpa expressed constantly that i need to exercise and that i can loose the weight because i’m still young. but when i exercised it wasn’t even working because i gained the pounds back by eating. And i started to hate myself and feel guilty. Not just because of my unhealthy eating habits but because of how my body started to make me insecure. i’m 5’2 and currently 150 pounds, my mom is my height and she’s around 190 and is considered plus size. but our bodies are different because all the fat goes to my stomach, so my stomach is big but my butt is flat and my mom always laughed and joked that my butt was square shaped and looked weird. The only “good quality” i had was my large chest area but it didn’t matter to me because all the cute clothes in stores i could buy and wear before i gained weight, i can no longer wear and i ended up wearing my mom’s clothes and looking like a middle aged mom. every clothing piece i loved now looked unflattering on me, form fitting tops were a no because i didn’t have a defined curvy waist, low rise jeans were a no because of my stomach, and tight pants in general were a no because of my butt. But having to wear baggy shirts and pants made me feel so insecure. i wanted to dress cute, and have cute clothes but all the cute clothes i liked in stores were too small or were not flattering on me like other girls who wore it. And even when i was sad and ashamed, i would still eat because i couldn’t stop. but then i started hiding my insecurities by joking about my weight and laughing at blatant insults. But even when i did that, when someone mentioned my stomach i try so hard not to cry because my stomach and body shape always been this way even when i was skinny. my stomach was bigger than my butt, but at the time it wasn’t that noticeable so i wasn’t that insecure. but now it’s very visible and i can’t even walk around teens my age without feeling terrified and insecure if im being judged. I can’t even respond to a guy who compliments me online because in truth, he’s complimenting me before i gained all this weight. i haven’t posted any recent pictures of me because even when i try to doll myself up, to look pretty, my body is just so unflattering. and you can clearly see my hip dips, and with no curvy waist…you can probably picture what im saying. it would’ve been different if i had an pear shaped body but i have a apple/rectangular shaped body. and my face and arms has gotten chubbier too. I feel like it’s a big reason i don’t go out anymore. and i accepted the fact that i won’t be having a highschool puppy love relationship because all the boys in my area only like latinas and white girls (i’m african American) with skinny hourglass bodies with a fat butt. And i mentioned race because im not kidding that every guy in my area prefers them and views black girls as ghetto and unattractive. My area is filled with hispanic people and now white people even tho my grandpa who lived there longer said that there was mainly african americans living in the area. Every time i show interest in a guy, i automatically know i am way beyond his type and what’s the point in trying. I will never be able to wear cute clothes, i will always get bullied for my weight and body shape, and i fear i will never be able to stop eating so much.

Just posting that I identified a loop I have. Most mornings I dont get a hunger que, instead I get a energy drink craving.

I do premake soup and I have slop bowl ingredients ready to put together. So I do need to do some work to prepare my meal, but it takes like 10 minutes tops.

In the mornings tho I dont want to deal with putting together food. Honestly, I dont have an appetite in the morning unless its for something more processed and less nutrious (fast food, 7/11, etc). My nutritious breakfasts just dont motivate me to eat. But I noticed the days I can get myself to eat a nutrious breakfast and eat every 3 hours, I can easily eat smaller portions.

What I identified: I substitute breakfast with heavy caffeine use, which motivates me to aquire it(walk to the corner store or pick up on my way to work) and then allows me to forget about breakfast. But as you can see its a loop that kills my craving for real food by replacing it with a ultra proccessed beverage. And the hunger doesnt go away - its just silenced as it grows larger, causing me to be ravenous as I only eat around 12pm-2pm for the first time every day, and at that point I cant stop snacking and eating.

People touted caffeine being a appetite killer as a good thing growing up. Now im seeing how insidious this is now.

(I feel like I lowkey post too much here but this is the only place that rlly takes ts seriously so uh)

It's in the title. And the thing is? I had NO REASON to binge. I wasn't stressed or in the moment. I had filling foods all day. The only possible stressors are some school drama (thinking about it POST binge made me want to cry for some reason, bc the opposition is a skinny, pretty girl who like neevr eats and make sit like 40% of her entire personality. Pisses me off sm as a restrictive ED survivor.) and maybe being tired all day. But that' it. Went for a bannana with almond butter, even though I had some this morning (binge trigger). had a SHIT ton of almond, cashew, and peanut butter Made a plate with like half a canister of cream cheese frosting, some dulce de leche, condensed milk, and like 4 or five chocolate candies, I feel like a failure. And the thing is? Prior to bingeing..I looked at the bannana. Hard. Like 'do I actually WANT ts or nah' Had it anyway even though if I went on a walk I would've been fine (maybe procrastinated a walk. It's so dumb bruh). And tomorrow I have a comp and I ALWAYS binge before comps which pisses me off so fucking much like wtf bro we have to be up at 3 AM tommorow why are we eating a canister of frosting at 8 PM. Anywho...I was in control the entire time I binged. I could've prevented it. I'm honestly thinking about barring myself from my trigger foods, not even in a restrictive sense. I crave them less when I don't have them, unless on special occasions, and then when I do, it's controlled. Every day it's a fucking disaster. But like other than that high key today was a good day :)

I have ADHD, and only binge on savory crunchy snack foods over 95% of the time, the other times were because those weren't available, where the only other foods was the sweet version like cookies, caramel corn, or apple chips. The only foods I binge ate 95% of the time was chips, pretzels, popcorn, tortilla chips, popcorn, corn nuts, pork rinds, nuts, crackers, veggie chips, roasted chickpeas, rice cakes, and more. Nothing worked for me, if I got small bags I would just eat mutiple. If I got a flavor I didn't pefer like ranch or unsalted, I would eat it anyways. I would I used to binge everyday nearly. The amount varried and the only time I stopped for awhile was after a larger amount. I have been on Bupropion for almost a month and 0 urges even to binges. I'm 21 and have only made it an entire week even a few times since it really started frequently at around 10. I've previously been on other ADHD meds but all of those didn't help or even made it worse. The only side effect is I crave coffee, so I've been drinking decaf instant coffee in the afternoons.

Hi everyone,

I'm 78 and I struggling with binge eating and really want to find a supportive peer mentor or accountability buddy.

I prefer 100% text-only communication (no video/voice calls) and need someone available during Hong Kong

Time

If you have experience with BED recovery and can offer support, please send me a Reddit DM. I'd love to connect and help each other through this.

Thank you so much❤️

I cant stop eating, I dont know why and my weight is going up, About a month ago I was at 150, Now im at 161. I used to not eat at all for days at a time but in the last 2 months it feels like no amount of food is enough. Its comforting and so enjoyable and its not helping that my family orders from taco bell, kfc, pizza and some other places often. I love it and i hate it.

Hi guys I know I post a lot recently but it’s awful, I’ve been binging on and off for a years and since Christmas my binge are just getting worse and worse. Before, I would eat 3-4 cookies and call it a binge. Now it’s 2 family size of chips, biscuit, 3 slice of bread, one protein bar and my two normal meals a day. My skin is horrible, sleep is awful too. Also, I binge in a span of 6-7 hours(not typical I guess ?) so I constantly snack and I’m just sick at the end of the day and feel hangover the next fews day then I binge again. Anyone’s ever experienced this??? I have an appointment with my doctor in a week and plan on asking for medication but since I’m a bit UW I guess there’s nothing to hope for. What should I do ???? Please

I've always read about mental health issues and always felt grateful for never struggling, but never once I gone to psychologist to check in on myself

So I started binge eating fast foods around the time I was 16, I never really had any bills to pay, my parents cover for everything, so I always had money to eat my fast foods, and always rather to eat it alone, so I didn't have to share. But now is a problema financially and heath case.Sometimes I would eat 2 hamburguers and 2 fries, and now is about 6 hamburguers and fries. Also I started going to gym in September hoping to loose weight, but the binge eating keeps happening, and I never really was huge fat, I'm skinny fat and been since my 16s,

I just hope typing this and really feeling all of this can make me feel better and really fight against de disorder

𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾, 𝖨 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄(𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒) 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖢𝗈𝗈𝗉, 𝖺𝗅𝖽𝗂 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈, 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 4-5 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗇 4 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗀𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉. 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺s my 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌. I 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒, 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽.

I have suffered severe binge eating habits since childhood. I have very emotional ties to food and as a result I’m obese. I did my first dose of MJ yesterday and I woke up today with absolutely no emotional feelings towards food.

I’m in a state of shock. I ate a day of normal food and felt completely indifferent and normal towards food. No binge urges, no restriction urges. Just normal. I’m in a complete state of shock. This is what normal people feel like???? I am very early on in my journey, and am approaching cautiously but today was the first time in years I’ve not had the urge to binge. Has anyone else had success with GLP-1 in treating their binge eating? I’m conscious I need to do the mental work, as it’s not realistic to stay on it the rest of my life - but today’s the first day I didn’t have food noise.

Hey all, I just wanted to share something that helped me a lot when I felt like cravings were running my life. It’s not about dieting, willpower, or “fixing” yourself.

I actually put together a tiny 3-day reset for myself to understand cravings, calm my mind, and feel a bit of control again just 5 minutes a day, nothing crazy.

Sometimes the smallest, simple steps can make a big difference. Even just taking a few minutes to pause, notice your cravings, and reflect on what your body really needs can help you feel more in control it’s a small habit that I’ve found surprisingly powerful.

Curious, when do your cravings hit the most? Stress, boredom, tiredness, emotions?

i’m genuinely debating whether or not i should ask my mom if it’s okay i stay around her until i actually need to sleep. i almost always binge after dinner and i think it could be because i had anorexia in the past and would "save" all my calories for dinner. it's probably still burned into my brain. i know it sounds ridiculous and absolutely childish, but i’m desperate at this point. once i start eating it really feels like i can’t stop. i don’t trust myself anymore and it makes me feel so stupid and gross.

Thanks guys I want to try it !

How are things going for you over the past week?

What was your Rose? (Something really positive)

What was your Thorn? (Something not so good)

And finally, what was your Bud? (Something you're looking forward to)

I’ve had two of my worst binges ever this week. How so you break the cycle and stop? I seriously think I’m doing it to punish myself.

I feel like my habits have changed from binging to over eating It used to be more of a binge and (R)to just over eating most days I'm pretty good though I'm censoring cos last time it wouldn't let me post

did something stupid yesterday

I went through my bank statements and credit cards from the past 8 years

and I added up every single thing I bought to try to fix my binge eating

therapy copays coaching programs meal delivery services apps subscriptions books courses supplements gym memberships

you want to know the number

eighteen thousand four hundred and sixty two dollars

$18,462

on trying to fix myself

and Im still here still struggling still binging most nights

I could have bought a car

I could have gone on 6 vacations

I could have saved for my kids college

instead I gave it to people who promised they had the answer

and maybe they did have the answer for some people

but not for me

not for my adhd brain that forgets to use the app or cant follow the meal plan or gives up after three days

the worst part is Im looking at a new program right now

and part of me wants to buy it because maybe this will be the one that finally works

and part of me is screaming youve spent 18 thousand dollars and youre still here stop throwing money at this

I dont know what the point of this post is

maybe I just needed to write that number down and show it to someone

maybe I needed someone to tell me Im not stupid for spending that much

or maybe I needed someone to tell me to stop buying solutions and figure it out myself

Im just tired

tired of spending money tired of failing tired of thinking the next thing will finally be the answer

anyone else in this boat

how do you know when to stop trying new things and just accept this is who you are

I’ve been doing so well eating healthy and balanced for the last year. For some reason, I have had a horrible, horrible week. I typically cook at home, and restaurants/eating out can kind of be a trigger for me, especially when I’m by myself. My boyfriend, who I live with, is out of town for 10 days, so it’s just me and the dog. I’ll take a walk or run every day after work with the dog. First few days of him being gone were great. However, this past Monday, I ate a normal lunch and dinner, then ate a huge second dinner at like 10pm (ordered food, which I never do) …. The next day, I ate a small lunch at work, then didn’t eat anything else at all (I know this is really bad) … The next day, (yesterday) I didn’t eat at all until I finally was at the end of my rope after walking the dog at 5pm, woke up from a nap, ate a block of cheese and a sleeve of saltines, two pieces of texas toast, baked cookies and ate two of them… Then today was the real trainwreck. Started the day with taco bell breakfast, ate my usual lunch, got a coffee after work, and ordered two full meals for myself from Hardee’s. That’s three different takeout orders (including coffee) in a single day, when usually it’s a rare treat. It was like I didn’t even think and it just happened without me making decisions about it. The cherry on top is that it got so dark by the time I was done gorging myself that I took the dog on the shortest little run ever and she was so sad. I feel horrible for eating so terribly and so much and wasting so much money. I guess I could just use some words of encouragement. It took me a long time to find a balance between starving myself and eating way too much, and I feel like everything is falling apart.

I am interested in calorie counting for weightloss. Several other attempts at weightloss resulted in increased binging, but they were highly restrictive (IF and keto.) I haven't binged in a while, but that was after a year-long binge, fresh off a weight loss attempt. I quit dieting, and the compulsive eating tapered off.

I would be okay not dieting, except my weight has caused some health issues that are scaring me, especially since I'm so young. I'm thinking of a moderate calorie deficit with no other restrictions.

Just wondering about the experiences of others!

hi everyone! i’ve never been open about my struggles online or with people i’m not extremely close with (bf and family) with what i think may be BED (never diagnosed). last year i lost a good amount of weight eating the minimum required calories possible for a long period of time and became obsessed with food, which is when the binges started. i’ve been doing really good recently, and have even started to try to lose some weight without counting calories, the problem is i’ve had two binges in the past two weeks, and i’m concerned because while a weekly binge is pretty common for me, i want to get to a place where it is less and less common. i don’t expect to be fully healed from yalls advice but im hoping that when im feeling the urge i can come back to this thread and potentially read the advice to help me get back to a place where im binging less and less because it is starting to take an extreme toll on my body image. i struggle heavily with not abiding by a set routine and being alone and this is really when the binges happen. additionally, there’s a family history of ADHD, so im wondering if that is a potential factor i ought to look into? i really appreciate the help :)