August of 97 I was heading off to college. I chose a small christian college about 3-3 1/2 hrs from my house. I would only be coming home on holidays because i didn't have my own car. I was ready to begin the next phase of my life. My only concern was ... how would I be able to continue my secret? The dorm had a communal bathroom so obviously throwing up in there was something I wouldn't be able to do. I ended up stopping the purging cold turkey. I ate the cafeteria foods and didn't feel the need to purge. I was realizing that my purging wasn't necessarily about the weightloss I was seeing, but more about me. I always wanted to please my parents and always made my decisions in life based upon pleasing them. I never said no to food that was offered because I didn't want to hurt them. I was raised with the Italian theory of eating. Eat Eat Eat. I had to follow that.
In college, I could make my own decisions. I was me. I was becoming an adult. I chose mostly healthy foods. Did a lot of walking both on and off campus. I only had a few friends who had cars so that is what I had to do. And you know what? When I went back home the first time and weighed myself, I didn't gain weight. I was holding steady. I never got the freshman 15. I didn't gain weight the whole time in college until I was in my senior year and did a study abroad. I tasted too many yummy foreign foods. I had this weight thing mostly under control, except for when I was home visiting. That was the only time I would ever purge.
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