Serena, what you have posted about feeling fed up... that was me exactly on Tuesday. I had had a long weekend of lovely treat stuff and then had to go back to real world - work, healthy food, control. And I did weigh, and scales were not kind, and that tipped me off the edge. I was SOOOO battling, felt out of control, the voices kept saying, 'just relax and give in, eat, be happy again...'
I know bl***y well that stuffing my face with chocolate never made me happy. Exactly the opposite. It brought me so low I didn't know where to turn. And the more you surrender to that voice, to the binges, the more painful it is... eat cr**, feel bad, feel ashamed, feel helpless, out of control, feel failure. For me it was a form of self harm/punishment.
I do NOT want to go back there again, & though your details may be different, I know you don't want to go back to that place either.
I felt sick on Tuesday, scared and stressed and fearful and shaken that I could be so much in the grip of the cravings & binge impulses. I was not in control. But wednesday... so different. The whole feeling was different, the fear and panic had gone, i felt relaxed and able to cope again.
I think both of us have had some kind of kickback after a period of letting go/free eating. A resistance to letting go of that, and a mild panic about weight gain. There was a mantra I kept in my head on Tues afternoon & all of wednesday... keep the faith. You'll be fine, as Mini, Sleepy & others know. And it helps to know this kind of thing is not unusual at this stage. We can learn from it. Hang on honey, and big hugs.
xxx