Its so hard hiding that I have a problem. I am known as the girl at work who never "eats bad". I feel as if I am in this little box and I don't want anyone to know...so I lie about my food intake, my health habits. I say, that I don't like this food, I don't like that...but on the inside I want a bite. The cake today looked so good. All the people at work are like, "come on...just try it". So sometimes I just want to scream..."No! If you were me you wouldn't! It'll make me gain weight, it'll make me look even "more healthier"...so stop asking me to share something with you!" :nono: It's not that I don't want to look healthy, but those specific words just remind me of being "normal"-not that "normal" is bad...gosh, I don't know how to explain it. Does anyone else know what I mean?

I totally totally know what you mean. I have the same problem at work. I have just been out for lunch with three of my colleagues, of course I didn't eat anything, and one of them was like, you never eat anything, we'll have to talk about this, as your line manager I demand that you eat! And one of the other two kinda knows I have issues so she kept quiet...people go on about how skinny I am and I'm like no I'm not! Just stop saying I am when I'm not! And there are always issues for me about eating at work. I hate eating in front of other people. If I'm forced to eat, I HAVE to eat WAY less than everyone else and sometimes I purge afterwards if I can get away with it. I can't really help you much with it, but just so you know there is someone else in the same position.

x J*L x

Juicy*Lucy-
Thanks so much for your reply. Sometimes it's nice just knowing that someone out there understands and is dealing with the same thing I deal with everyday. I hear the same things all the time from my co-workers. Thanks again for just being here to talk to.
Novblis :)

I am SO where you guys are at. Not necessarily the work situation, but ppl do start to notice. I used to have a good friend who started making observations and comments so just to keep him quiet, I ate when I was with him; otherwise, he threatened to expose the truth that he knew deep down was right--I have issues with food and I'm a control freak, especially with that. When he came over one day after he realized my struggles he told me he was going to tell my mom, but that I had the option of telling her first. Well guess what happened? I decided that I am 28 years old and nobody, especially her, would not know my secret. So I made him leave. He's the only one who knows. Now we're not friends so this makes this so extremely easy for me. I can continue this unhealthy thinking and lifestyle--yay me! I guess

But anyway, I can definitely empathize because I do know where you're coming from.