When I first realized I might be bulimic, I read about it in a magazine. I had never heard about bulimia before, but everything described in that article was exactly what I did except one thing, I didn’t throw up. But I was diagnosed with bulimia—a non-purging bulimic. I was one of many who used other methods such as diet and excessive exercise, laxatives and more to control the weight gain from inhaling a horrific amount of food at one time.
Did you know that over 10 million individuals in the United States are suffering with eating disorders, and the numbers are increasing daily? Did you know that this number is completely skewed because so many individuals like me, have never told anyone? It wasn’t until my book, It Started with Pop-Tarts came out in 2008 that people knew I had lived with bulimia for many years. It’s embarrassing, it’s a behavioral addiction that forces you into isolation to hide the shame, guilt and fear you’re experiencing.
With all the talk about the masses of women who hate their bodies on a daily basis, and living with my own self-hatred for over thirty years. I decided to do a bit of research to see what the origin of “perfect” was.
Last week I had the incredible opportunity to travel all over this great country and speak for three Universities that understand the importance of bringing more awareness to eating disorders. Drug and alcohol awareness are mandatory programs for most universities, but one of my goals is to help them understand that eating disorders are just are critical and need the same level of attention, if not more.