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I had my sleeve two weeks ago and so far everything has been great but I keep having these memories popping up of my past. I just remember my CONTINUOUS dieting failures and how every time I said it would be different, sooner or later I pull up a chair next to the vending machine at work, whilst I gorge myself on chocolate. I was a secret binge eater, a comfort eater, someone who could and WANTED to eat when I was stuffed; an addict.
I remember walking into a shop after feeling an urge to stuff my face and feeling so full yet feeling compelled to pack my trolley with sweets and chocolates. I sat at home crying, feeling so hopeless, I actually wanted to die. As I stuffed myself, I would research help groups, more diets, anything to get me out of this horrible pickle.
I felt I had no control and the food was controlling me. So much as one craving and the urge was massive; I felt like a junkie on heroin, it was so bad.
Sometimes my fiance would sit in the car with me for a whole hour pleading with me not to give in and binge but I'd get angry and go ahead and get it anyway. I was angry because not only could he not convince me, I couldn't convince myself. Sometimes I thought I was just stubborn, other times I thought something was after me and was diagnosed with clinical depression at this time.
I felt hopeless until I found the sleeve. I am fighting my way through to get my emotions out every day but sometimes the memories of binging haunts me. I worry that it might happen again and my mind plays tricks on me.
I'm going to a support group, seeing an eating disorder specialist, my nutritionist and psychiatrist so I have a LOT of support. I know the negative voice in my head doesn't believe I can lose weight and it likes to see me fail. And I want to fight that voice. It would really help to hear how all of you have coped with similar feelings and maybe to hear similar stories.