The worst part for me isn’t just the amount of food. It’s the feeling that something switches off and I’m watching myself keep going even when I’m already uncomfortable. I can make a plan in the morning, feel determined, and then end up eating in secret later that night. Afterward I feel ashamed and avoid people, which seems to make the next binge more likely.
I remember one evening when I threw away the wrappers, brushed my teeth, and still went back to the kitchen a few minutes later. That scared me because it felt less like a choice and more like I had completely lost control.
Has anything helped you interrupt that point before the binge is already happening?
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@John_Young, the part about brushing your teeth and still going back to the kitchen really hit home. I’ve had moments where the usual “stop” signals just didn’t seem to register, and the shame afterward only made the next evening harder.
What sometimes helps me is interrupting the routine earlier, before I’m standing in the kitchen. I’ll leave the room, drink something, and message someone, even if I don’t feel like explaining much. It doesn’t always prevent the binge, but creating a few minutes of distance can make it feel less automatic.
I’m also trying not to treat one episode as proof that the whole day is ruined. That all-or-nothing thinking used to keep me stuck.
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The few minutes of distance makes sense to me, especially leaving the kitchen before the urge peaks. I’ve noticed that staying in the same spot and arguing with myself usually just keeps my attention on food.
The “day is ruined” thought has gotten me too. Once I treated one binge as a reason to skip the next meal, which only made the evening worse. Eating something normal later felt less dramatic, but it broke that cycle a little.