I’ve adored Zosia Mamet (shown above with her boyfriend, Evan Jonigkeit) ever since her recurring role on Mad Men. That makes me feel bad because I still haven’t watched HBO’s Girls. (Confession: I really don’t feel too bad because so many people have told me not to watch it.) Zosia was so good as a streetwise Mad Men photographer, and I shall always remember her in that way.
Zosia has a regular column with Glamour. She took to the magazine a few months ago to discuss feminism, and she did not embarrass herself like most other starlets. Zosia isn’t afraid to discuss heavy topics. This month’s discussion covers her own eating disorder. Zosia has kept this secret for many years. She wants Glamour’s audience to know that about 30 million Americans suffer from some form of eating disorder. Is the number really that high? (*does mental calculation*) Yes, that seems possible. Zosia says she nearly died from her eating disorder. She believes that it’s incredibly rare to find any woman who doesn’t suffer from sort of body issue. I think she’s correct. Even those of us who pretend to not pay attention to what we eat …. we’re pretty much lying to ourselves. Not everyone is like that, of course. Many of us do pay more attention to the caloric ins-and-outs than we’d readily admit in public. We’re all friends here, and Zosia wants to talk:
The bottom line: “Here’s how I think of my eating disorder: I’m an addict in recovery. We’ve brought other addictions into the light; we’ve talked about them, dissected them, made them acceptable issues to discuss and work out. We need to treat eating disorders just as seriously. (What’s different about eating disorders, of course, is that you can’t just avoid food for the rest of your life. You have to eat to live.) Nobody is addressing the fact that so many women wake up in the morning, look at themselves in the mirror, and, out of habit, attack what they see. Maybe that’s not an all-out disorder, but it’s certainly the seed of one. I read a study once that said that more than a third of casual dieters develop pathological eating habits (and of those, up to 25 percent wind up with an eating disorder). Of course, not all of those people will end up deathly ill, but obsession–and doesn’t every diet require some degree of obsessing?–is a slippery slope. Did you know that only one in 10 people who are suffering gets proper treatment? And that eating disorders have the highest death rate of any mental illness?”
Her disorder: “If you are lucky enough never to have battled this beast, let me tell you what it’s like: I was told I was fat for the first time when I was eight. I’m not fat; I’ve never been fat. But ever since then, there has been a monster in my brain that tells me I am–that convinces me my clothes don’t fit or that I’ve eaten too much. At times it has forced me to starve myself, to run extra miles, to abuse my body. As a teenager I used to stand in front of the refrigerator late at night staring into that white fluorescent light, debilitated by the war raging inside me: whether to give in to the pitted hunger in my stomach or close the door and go back to bed. I would stand there for hours, opening and closing the door, taking out a piece of food then putting it back in; taking it out, putting it in my mouth, and then spitting it into the garbage. I was only 17, living in misery, waiting to die.”
Can we solve the problem? “I can’t talk about all of this without bringing up the world we live in. Our culture delivers a real one-two punch: You want to control something, and then society says, ‘Hey, how about controlling the way you look? Skinny is beautiful.’ Your obsession feels justified. It’s no secret that we live in a country with a warped view of beauty. ‘Skinny’ sells us everything, from vacations to underwear, effectively. But we need to be brave and expose this body type for what it truly is: a figure naturally possessed by, let’s say, a mere 5 percent of women. We must demand that our media figure out another way to sell things to us. It’s not going to be easy. I recently saw an ad featuring a nearly naked, thin model with the words love yourself written across her. Even this attempt at encouraging women to accept themselves was accompanied by an image telling us the opposite! We have to change the ideal.”
[From Glamour]
I’m actually in a bit of shock over Zosia’s confessions. She always seemed like a naturally thin actress, but you never really know what lurks beneath the surface. Zosia says she’s gotten help for her eating disorder and knows it will be an ongoing battle.
Zosia seems like such a cool chick. I still love that she has makeup issues. She wears makeup like I do — it’s a disaster, and I’ve completely given up on the stuff unless it’s a dressy occasion. God, I want to have a drink with this girl. We’d have a grand time, and calories would not count at all.
Photos courtesy of WENN
I really like hearing what she has to say. It resonates!
It’s refreshing to hear such honesty. But out of curiosity, who was on the magazine cover and how many models featured within were stick-thin?
And that eating disorders have the highest death rate of any mental illness?
I did not know that, and yeah it makes the irony of what you’re highlighting even more uncomfortable.
When do we get to start laughing out loud again? 😀
All the best to her and her recovery! And reading her stuff is so refreshing compared to the usual narcissistic drivel that comes out of celebrities’ mouths daily, even though it’s a sad topic.
Most women I know are paying attention to what they eat. I do it too. It’s because you want to feel healthy and not all food is good for you or not all amount of certain foods are good for you. It is not necessarily are bad thing to watch what you eat. I think it’s important to separate your selfworth from your body though. I’m horribly overweight right now and don’t feel healthy, but I don’t let that make me feel less about myself as a person. Within my circle of friends there is one woman who has had a eating disorder and that had a lot to do with being in the acting business where your insecurities are under a microscope anyway.
That’s exactly my line of thought, was going to post something similar.
I think there’s a big difference between paying attention to what you eat and having an eating disorder, which is what she’s talking about.
I admire you for being able to separate your self-worth from your body. I find that very hard. I’m working on it, but my weight is a struggle. I’m not overweight, but I stand pretty close to the line and really have to fight not to cross over it. I try to focus on my good points and love myself on “fat” days, but part of me feels ashamed, lazy and ugly, and everything around me seems to confirm this view. As I said, it’s something I’m working on.
I’m with you , Good Names. I started when I was 10. I stopped when I was 34. Mentally, I am much better than I was, but a part of me still feels all those things you mentioned. When I stopped at 34 I was 95lbs, within two years I gained 70 pounds, which I was told could happen. I accepted that, and worked through it. It has taken me this long to re-program myself. I have started running and doing pole fitness classes. I have lost 30 pounds, but I don’t care so much anymore. I think age gave me that gift. I know what matters now. Being healthy and strong is beautiful. When I hear that voice telling me I’m still too fat, gross etc. I tell it to f*ck off. I don’t need it anymore. good luck to all of you who struggle with this. I know we are many.
I like that, kri. I’ll practice telling that voice to f off!
@kri
The re-programming you mention is so spot on, imo. If a person programs some kind of bad habits, such as those involving food, then there should be a way, well I am sure there is a way, to re-program. The reality is that we need food – for our bodies and also for the brain, the brain has its own tissue (fatty) and structure and we need certain foods to nurture it properly. This doesn’t mean that eating the right foods will cure everything, there are cases when people need specialized support. But in my humble, layman’s opinion (I am not an MD), there are three things that anyone could do, as a minimum to make sure they stabilize their weight and enhance their mental and physical strength: eating a balanced diet, eating everyday at the same time (say brekkie at 7:30, lunch at 13:30, dinner at 17:30), plus a moderate amount of exercise. The Romans had this saying, mens sana in corpore sano, which means a healthy mind in a healthy body. It is not that difficult to follow, it takes some time to get used to it -holidays are the best time to start this out, if people stay at home. Again, I am not an expert, nor have I suffered from EDs, but I cannot help thinking that the lack of nutrients, protein, fats, wrecks havoc on the brain, on the production of hormones etc. I don’t remember if it was Socrates who said that, or maybe it’s written in the Bible, they said the food is your medicine. And there is some truth in that. Anemia sufferers can beneficiate a lot from eating liver, lamb, apricots, pulses (random examples). People with kidney problems can eliminate salty and acidic foods. There are brain foods as well – fatty fish, avocado, raw nuts. So imo, it’s about making each bite count, taking it slowly, exercising (checking with an MD first to identify the best kind of exercise) and seeking proper medical/psychological/nutrition support if needed.
This is all well and good, and there are variations, but paying attention to what you eat/gaining weight and wanting to do something about it, are not really the same thing as having your life consumed by it. By thinking about a piece of bread, going hungry & not eating it, instead several hours later eating half the house. Then vomiting. Then eating nothing the next day as punishment. Repeat, and so on, until you can’t even remember what “normal” eating is. These things are not the same as being health/weight conscious, I think it’s important to delineate so as not to minimize the fact this disease destroys lives and is not just vanity/lack of self control. It’s deeply psychological, and warped beyond what anyone else sees when they look at you. It’s great that you don’t feel this way, but it doesn’t mean it’s not a real problem.
This exactly. Thank you.
If people could hear the inner dialogue of an ED-sufferer, you would quickly understand the level of obsession and the complete lack of rational thinking.
She’s very brave.
In the age of the Dove Real Beauty campaign, among others of similar ilk, it would seem that we’d be getting better on this point.
But along with this “real woman” thing also comes a surge of ways to control and monitor your eating… like that health blogger who revealed she had a problem. I think this is far more common. It’s disordered eating masked as a “healthy lifestyle” for some people. It’s a socially acceptable and much easier to keep hidden these days, I think.
I agree, and it’s even admired in a way. One of my best friends has a perfect figure, size 2, etc.. She has been abusing thyroid medications, laxatives and starving herself for years. She gets nothing but praise – you’re so disciplined! You’re so beautiful and thin! People know she’s not naturally that thin, and that she’s using unhealthy measures to stay that way, but they don’t care.
I’m assuming she’s making herself hyperthyroid? In addition to weight loss (for most people), it comes with a whole set of other issues, from hair loss to heart palpitations (with a possibility of a heart attack) and anxiety (again, possible attacks). Wow, that’s… commitment.
I think most women can relate to her story even if it’s not to the 100% extream that she suffered. I too have had a history with eating and this is the first or maybe second time I have admitted it. Growing up I was always a where of my body, comments from my mums friends or my own father that would have no qualms calling me fat. I used drugs in my later teens to drop the weight and hell just to party. In my 20’s as I stopped partying so much it became more of a mind thing. I wouldn’t for days and then if I did I would make myself sick. So many people ( you would be surprised ) would tell me how great I was looking since I had slimed down. This goes on for years, on and off. When I was happy I would put on the weight and when life was a mess, I would savortarge my body. I’m 35 now with a beautiful 6mth old. My partner and I have split up and after 3 weeks he already has a new girl moving in. I struggle with the stress of him dropping the ball as a dad and leaving me with so much STD ( sexual transmitted debt) I find my self repeating the same old pattern of self body harm. I don’t know why I shared that but there you go.
*hugs* Keep your head up, Talk to a dr ASAP, sis…your baby needs all of you and your energy and you need to be able to be fully present in your own life (and happiness you deserve happiness and love!)
Sounds like you just lost a lot of weight — dead weight from that dead-beat ex!
You sound a lot stronger than you think you are, and now you have a lovely new baby in your life. Sending lots of hugs to you, good luck! And remember, first and foremost, to be gentle with yourself.
Thanks girls xxoo
She seem to be a very intelligent and articulate woman.
Agreed.
It’s sad to hear that someone could tell her at age 8 that she was too fat, people have no idea the damage they can do with their thoughtless comments.
I too loved her in Mad Men and haven’t seen Girls either but I wish her continued strength and success.
Those were some great, very on-point, and sad statements. And I can absolutely relate. Food has never been my friend and at this point I doubt it ever will be. I love it and hate it at the same time although at 30 it’s much less of a defining thing for me than when I was 16. Lord, that was not a good time.
I also love the way she talks about it, she seems like a very intelligent and articulate young woman. As much as I like celebrity women proclaiming that they “love their curves” or whatever, this, I’m afraid, is much more relatable. Most of us struggle with out weight and/or with food at some point and definitely with the current ideal of beauty. But God forbid we actually admit it because only confident women are sexy! It’s so frustrating.
Thank you for your honest comment
Yeah she seems awesome. She sounds incredibly raw and honest here and I think she’s amazing for not sugar-coating her battle with an ED.
“I would stand there for hours, opening and closing the door, taking out a piece of food then putting it back in; taking it out, putting it in my mouth, and then spitting it into the garbage.”
I can so much to relate to this and really, everything she said. The struggle to be strong enough to deprive yourself of nourishment and the chewing and spitting technique (or “c/s”) was almost a form of self-imposed torture-a way to get a taste without letting yourself fully enjoy an experience with food. Because if you swallow and consume those calories, then you’ve lost control and failed miserably.
Someone mentioned on a different thread that EDs are a form of addiction (I think it was Kri?) and it is so very true. It never goes away, but it can be managed.
She sounds incredibly raw and honest here and I think she’s amazing for not sugar-coating her battle with an ED. –> This.
I’ve never had full-on bulimia or anorexia but there is such a wide variety of EDs, I pretty much went through most of them and nobody realized it although I didn’t even hide my crazy habits. But I wasn’t looking scarily thin and I never threw up so in everyone’s mind I was probably just “dieting” from time to time. Only it wasn’t from time to time, it as ALL the time. The inner struggle was like a rollercoaster, self-hatred included. But THAT is pretty easy to hide and I really applaud her for talking about it. I don’t think I could.
She’s absolutely right about what we as a society have to change. I, for one, would not allow fashion magazines in the house if I had daughters. Yes, that would be incredibly difficult but studies have shown that women who read them experience actual physical stress while doing so. I used to stare at those pictures for hours and lose my damn mind. I stopped buying them a few years ago and behold, I do feel better. Same with looking into mirrors. The more we do it, the worse we generally feel about our looks. Speaking of daughters, I would freak the f*ck out if had any. HOW do you fight all this bs? At least we didn’t have internet when I was a kid/young teen.
ETA: Whoever told her she was fat when she was a child needs to be b*tch slapped across the room. That sticks with you. If it’s family members, you can kiss your self esteem goodbye, I speak from experience.
Do you think it’s about control? I have had my struggles with food, but nothing like an ED. But when I had cancer, I worked out like a fiend. I would run on the treadmill, and in my mind the words kept repeating over and over “I can control THIS.” Is it like that?
@Littlemissnaughty-I would add scales to your list of things that shouldn’t be accessible. I had to throw all of mine out after my last relapse. So much of anorexia is a numbers game–number of calories in and calories out, number of inches around your waist, number on the scale, number of miles you walked, number of minutes you ran, etc, etc. Scales are very dangerous tools when you’re an ED-sufferer.
@Goodnames-I think it’s a lot of different factors. I was called “thunder thighs” and fat by family members when I was very young. I also have pretty severe anxiety that I struggled with. While I couldn’t control outside factors in my life, I could control my diet and body image.
Honestly, I don’t think EDs are caused by one singular thing, but many, many factors. I’ve seen it divided into genetic, sociological, and psychological and I think that’s the most accurate:
http://www.raderprograms.com/causes-statistics/eating-disorder-causes.html
I can complete understand how having cancer would make you become obsessed with your health. I think it’s not a bad thing if it made you feel empowered, even if it wasn’t a way to “cure” yourself. Plus it’s never bad to feel physically stronger and healthier.
@ GNAT: I’m not sure about the control aspect when it comes to my own crap. I think it’s like TOK says, it can be any number of things that mess up your relationship with food and cause body/self esteem issues. I think for me it was probably 2 things: a) Between my sister and I, I was always considered the chubby one. Which – looking back – was bs. “Oh look how thin your sister is.” Well, that makes me fat, right? And then of course the little comments during meals etc. And except for my mom and possibly one other family member, they all participated. I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t “the fat one”.
b) … well, my parents’ marriage was just a horrible train wreck,. My dad in particular had alcohol issues for years and while there was no physical abuse involved, he was a mean f*cking person at times. Which then went back to a): Don’t you want to lose some weight?
I think I can sum it up with: I was always fat and never quite good enough.
I think I started my first diet at age 11 or 12 and it just went downhill from there. But I was always considered funny, had a lot of friends and did very well in school/at university. I had that sh*t locked down and have always done everything to make sure everything looked great on paper. The ONE thing I’ve never had under control and never had any illusions that I did was the body image/food thing. I was, however, pretty delusional in telling myself that if I could actually get that straightened out (meaning look like a supermodel), everything would be fine. So maybe you’re right.
@TOK: Scales! A love-hate relationship as well. I can’t bring myself to throw them out but they’re not in the bathroom anymore. Again, if I had kids, there would be no scales in the house.
Thank you both. It seems very complicated, and maybe like most addictions has it’s roots in pain and anxiety. I admire you both for getting on top of it and am so sorry you had to struggle through it. I want to slap the people who told you you were fat. What is wrong with people?
Yes, it’s a whole thing. 😉 I still try to understand what was wrong with my family and all I come up with is “They meant well.” They all changed their tune when another girl in my extended family developed bulimia and anorexia at 13. Suddenly being chubby was NOT an issue anymore and the food was piled on my plate. I’m telling you, family. Oy.
I think it is about control to a certain degree. My teenage son is currently in the throes of an exercise/nutrition obsession and he also struggles with depression and anxiety. In addition he has an autism spectrum disorder, which makes social interactions extremely difficult, leading him to feel inadequate and worthless. Exercise/good nutrition is one area where he feels capable and in control. He feels better about himself and proud that he’s become an accomplished, disciplined athlete. However, it can really take over his thoughts and day if he lets it. We are working very hard to rein him in and restore some sense of balance/moderation (for example, eating a small piece of birthday cake at a party should be enjoyable and won’t undo your hard work) while continuing to let him feel capable and in control. It’s a daily battle for him (and for me as it’s heartbreaking to see him struggle).
Concerning addiction, I think it’s true for a lot of disordered behaviours. Whatever it is; ED, self-harm, heroin, it brings, momentarily, something good, pleasant and safe. While also bringing its share of terrible consequences. It’s, in my opinion, the trickier part of managing an addiction: it’s not just bad. If it were, you would not do it in the first place. There something that you just NEED, and the 95% of bad consequences (additional angst, jeopardised health, impacts on social life, etc.) is not enough to deter you or, if it does, not for a very long time. That inability to change a behaviour despite being aware of and suffering from its consequences is an addiction.
I don’t suffer from ED myself, even if I was (incorrectly) diagnosed and had to follow therapy for some time during my teens. I have OCDs and phobias. One is emetophobia, which is the phobia of nausea and throwing up. It had/has an impact on my eating habits, obviously, hence being diagnosed with anorexia as a teenage girl, because an underweight teenage girl eating too little and always the same meals with no tolerance for any change in the routine must be doing all that because she thinks she’s fat. Despite the misdiagnosis (and lack of effect from treatment) I found I could relate to the other girls, somehow. Different behaviours, different thoughts even, but the same inability to let go that disorder who, from an objective point, does more bad than good. Basically, different obsession, different compulsion, but same model of addiction. I then added substances abuses too. I mean, you have obsession (craving) and compulsion (abuse), it’s all quite similar. For years I’ve been holding that belief, that OCD, addictions, ED and so on are on the same spectrum (from a cognitive POV; obviously a substance abuse leads to physical dependance which needs a special kind of treatment, as does the particular physical needs of a badly undernourished body, etc. but the cognitive part of the treatment wouldn’t be that different). And I was surprised to read a few months ago that neuroscientists were finally linking OCD and addictions, and one application of that is a drug being offered to people with OCD and cocainomanes alike. Neurosciences are doing a lot of progress, it’s really interesting to see how all that is linked.
Glad that she’s getting the help that she needs. Shoshanna forever!
Good for her for discussing it openly, because it is still completely taboo in Hollywood. Drugs and alcohol, yes – not being in control of food/your body, so unacceptable. How many clearly underweight actresses would fess up to this? I hope it will help a lot of her fans suffering with the disease. I think the issue of prevalence and degrees is really important too,because for every one obviously anorexic or bulimic girl there are probably a hundred who occasionally starve or binge and don’t think of themselves as disordered. I would say that therapy is probably the best option. I tried OA (Overeaters Anonymous – yeah could they think of a more appalling name for girls not wanting to be labelled fat?!) in college, and tbh it was no help at all for me anyway. There were girls far sicker than I, as well as girls heavier than me. We all had the same interior monologue of course but with this disease the devil of comparison will always be there. On the outside I was a normal weight, on the inside I was a mess who binged and starved, occasionally purged, and felt I didn’t fit into any specific mold of eating disorder. All we ever see are the hospitalized girls, the ones who almost die, but the truth is there are millions of us in everyday society you would never guess whose lives are controlled by food completely. What helped me was weirdly a period when I could not afford to buy food other than the bare minimum – for once, I was literally starving, and I realized how incredibly stupid I had been. Of course my disorder didn’t go away completely, but for many years I have felt like a much less obsessive person. I basically eat what I want, which means yes I’m a bit fatter than I would like, but I’m weirdly not so full of self loathing as I was 30 lbs lighter. I very rarely binge, and when I do I can usually see a clear cut trigger and recognize it, which helps. I really recommend Geneen Roth’s early books on her eating disorder and how she helped others as well, they are so painfully honest and illuminating.
Wow, Mrs. Darcy, that brought tears to my eyes. I want to hug the young you and comfort her in her suffering. Thank you for helping me understand this better. I’m so happy that you clawed your way out of there. Brave girl.
Aw thanks! I didn’t mean to be “woe is me”, but my teens/early twenties were just completely miserable, and you would never know it to look at me. I never allowed myself to think of myself as ill or having a problem for a long time, because I went to school with so many girls who starved themselves to nothing and I was not like that – well actually I was my senior yr, but I could not sustain that level of extreme thinness for long. But I did graduate to variations of starvation/binging that any normal person could tell were not healthy, but somehow I told myself I was in control. I still have self doubts and wish I could lose weight, still battle with it, but I don’t allow myself to fall into old patterns.
That said, I’m far from perfect, I had a blip a few yrs ago where I went on holiday w/out my husband and basically didn’t eat the entire time. How quickly I felt the high of my “secret” come back. I could not eat and no one would know! Sad, I know, but it’s true. It comes back so quickly, the dark little voice inside. I had a friend’s wedding and didn’t want to look “fat”. Most people can crash diet and have it not take over their lives, but I cannot. It was so stupid, and I just got home, exhausted but 5lbs lighter and thought “I’m too old for this crap”. And honestly, it was too hard to hide from my husband. The sad truth is had I lived alone I might have started all over again. It is too easy. And I know I’m not alone.
Teenage girls with eating disorders mostly grow up into women with “functioning” disorders. It varies so much, from orthorexics, who I know plenty of who pretend it’s all just “health”, to people like me just trying their best to be healthy/normal in their attitude to food. I will say that I tried hypnosis, mainly because it’s all positive re-inforcement and forces you to think positive thoughts about your body, and for me that did help. Anything you can do to tune out the self hate is a good thing. I think the older you get the more accepting you become too if you’re lucky and have people who love you for who you are. It’s much harder when you’re young and all you care about is peer approval.
I love how she said she’s like an addict in recovery. It is so true. Once you develop an ED as a coping mechanism, it lurks in the background waiting for a moment of weakness. It waits. I don’t know what it takes to chase it away completely or whether it is even possible to do so.
I hope I can teach my daughter how to have a healthy lifestyle and appreciate her body for what it is capable of and work to accomplish physical achievements other than being a certain size. But it’s hard to do for myself.
Both Courtney Love and Kelly Osborne say they got more crap over being fat then for being drug addicts. That is the truest statement ever. Although I’ve never been a drug addict, I know the crap you get for being fat. And usually the worst crap you hear comes straight out of your own mouth.
Our society has a twisted dysfunctional relationship with food.
Our society also has a dysfunctional relationship with women.
Youth. Beauty. Power. Control.
It all gets stirred into the mix.
I’m disturbed listening to the friends of my young daughters (grade school!) trying on identities and passing commentary around on whether they are fat.
Sending positivity out there for all.
I agree with all the sentiments above – she sounds smart, “with it,” and extremely brave. I hope it’s not crass to comment on her looks given the topic of her article, but I walked past her in Brooklyn and she is STUNNING in person. On Mad Men and Girls she looks cute, but in person she was much more striking (and dressed in a really cool outfit). I second having a drink with her!
I loved her in _Mad Men_. And I love her openness in this interview. I get this–this speaks to me.
The first time I remember hearing that I was fat was overhearing my mother tell my sister (2.5 years older) that I would never be thin like them, that I was built more like my father (for reference, my father has been, for the entirety of his adult life, 5’11” and 175lbs. So fat, right? But my mother is 5’1″ and 90 lbs. So.). Shortly after that, my best friend told me while we were taking a bubble bath that I looked skinny with clothes on, but was fat in real life. The third time was when I was in third grade, when a boy I was trying to work with on a project stalked off in frustration when I did something wrong, saying, “it’s not my fault you eat too much!”
All of these before age 8.
I am now 35 with an absolutely perfect 1-year-old and a husband who adores me. I am 5’0″ and 118, and feel so awful in my skin. I feel like I am downing in fat, although I know I am at a healthy weight. I have not had more than 3 straight months without purging in 21 years. I purged through my pregnancy and breastfeeding. I feel like a selfish monster. .. and a fat monster.
I am also a professor with 12 years of teaching experience and publications. And yet my eating disorder takes up AT LEAST as much brainspace as any of that. How depressing is that?
My daughter is amazing. She is so beautiful that we can’t take her out without people stopping us in amazement to tell us that she is the most beautiful baby they have ever seen, and to ask if she had modeled or done commercials. Seriously. And that’s great. But if I can somehow help her navigate these treacherous shores, I will do it. She is so smart, but that’s not enough. I was also a very smart child, valedictorian, professional academic, etc. It’s not enough.
I know the first thing I will do, though, is never EVER let her hear from my lips that her weight or body size or anybody else’s weight or body size has anything to do with their worth as a human being.
Sorry for the TMI, but I have had two glasses of wine and my self-esteem took a hit recently. C’est la vie.
Thank you for this. You are very brave. But please, for the sake of yourself AND your daughter, get the help that you need. I believe you when you say you don’t want to pass this on. But your eating patterns and how you feel about yourself will still leave an impression on her no matter what is spoken. Like you I had a few of those moments when I was younger; my Mother took me to the doctor when I was a freshman in h.s. and I had gained what seemed like a lot of weight. She is 4 inches shorter than me and the number freaked her out. She said “It’s ok, you’ll lose it once you’re busy at school”. I was well within the healthy range for my body weight, but from that moment on nothing was ever good enough. My Mom was not a bad person, her own dieting did affect me though. My Dad would buy junk food because he was skinny and could eat it, my Mom would get mad. She only ever bought the bare minimum of food, never any treats, because she could not resist them. I grew up fetishizing Spaghetti-O’s and Capri-Sun and sugar cereal and all kinds of junk food that my friends all had in their kitchen cabinets. I began to binge eat by the time I was 12, down to other things besides the food, but it was triggered by feeling like I could never have any food that I wanted. This morphed into the teenage binge eating that girls do together, but in my case resulted in starving and purging on top of it to “fix” the mess that I was inside. I’m sure you yourself know how it goes. Being post partum cannot be easy on your self esteem. Please seek psychiatric treatment or a support group, you deserve to be happy and stop letting this disease control you. I apologize if I’ve overstepped, but you sound very smart and together and it’s usually the most (outwardly) together people who have the hardest time getting help. Your daughter deserves a Mom who loves herself. xx