LECoulson

I’ve been working for an amazing company for 5 months now, and I’m ready to take the next step. Opportunity for growth has been mentioned, but I think I need to step up my game to really prove my commitment to the company. I really want this!

I just came back from the first annual Mayercraft Carrier. I was lucky enough to see John perform 3 times, and go to a Q&A session with him. He was hanging out of the boat for most of the trip, but I never officially met him. I was first row for two of the shows, and he did indeed look at me. Next step- have a conversation with the man!

I’m exactly like PatienceWithMyself. I’ve developed a binge eating disorder that has taken over my whole life. It started much like hers did; I broke up with my boyfriend of 4 years, and began a self destructive lifestyle of drinking heavily, and after bar eating. Eventually what started out as carefree single attitude (or what I thought it was) turned into an ugly monster of depression, low self esteem, and self loathing. It’s now been a year since I’ve broken up with my boyfriend, and the road to emotional recovery has not been easy. Things have been getting better recently, but my binge eating has worsened. I’ve gained 40lbs, and hate myself more than ever. I feel so lost- I don’t know what to do. I feel so alone, and that if I tell people I have a binge eating disorder, they’ll brush me off and tell me I just overeat, or I need more will power.
When I binge eat, it’s truly uncontrollable. All day I will eat healthy, create the illusion that I have it together, then it will hit 8pm. Like a switch flicked in my brain, I will consume anything and everything, something sweet, then salty, carbs, more carbs, soda to wash it all down. It’s like I’ve become someone else altogether. Then the feelings of regret, sadness, and disappointment settle in, and I promise myself that tomorrow I’ll do better, and I’ll go to the gym to make up for it. But it never works that way.
I feel like a box of beautiful jewelry, necklaces, that’s gotten so tangled, you can’t wear or see any pieces for what they are; it’s just a big mess.
I need to be untangled.