As a kid I would do weird stuff like not eat the parts of a food that were differently coloured, e.g. the brown parts of smoked salmon or burn marks on cooked food. From the age of about 10 to 14 I would hide and throw out food in the garden and in my pockets that I didn't want to eat because I judged it to be disgusting. It had nothing to do with weight despite what my parents thought but now that it kind of does those old patterns of eating are coming back to me

 

From the ages of 12 to 13 I'd not eat all day and then binge after school. My ED didn't start officially until 15 though.

 

I distinctly remember body checking especially my ribs, hip bones, and wrists as a kid (like 8 years old) and it was totally normal at the time but now that I think about it... what kind of normal 8 year old grabs around their wrists obsessively and slams their hipbones into drawers and things like that just to make sure they were still jutting out?? Wtf @ me...

I used to "binge" sometimes after school if no one else was home (middle school age I think). Not full-blown thousands of calories but until I felt pretty bloated, and I called it my "over-eating times."

And I'd notice weird eating habits of other people. My mom actually used to suffer from an ED (she won't say anorexia but it was anorexia with b/p subtype) and she would just push her food around her plate and make it look smaller but not really eat it, and I'd innocently comment on it all the time. "Are you gonna eat anything mom?" "Why aren't you eating mom?" So like I had an awareness of disordered behaviors around me.

 

Looking back I definitely had issues with binge eating as a child. My mom used to hide food from me so I wouldn't eat it all. I remember sneaking into the kitchen in the middle of the night searching every cabinet and kitchen drawer for the hidden food (usually cookies, chips, etc). I would blame missing food on my brother even though it was really me gorging on junk food whenever I had the chance. I was overweight and as I grew older I started to realize that being "fat" wasn't exactly socially acceptable and food went from being the love of my life to enemy #1

 

I pretty much never ate breakfast.

I'd also look down at my stomach thinking it was huge! Then I'd cry because I wanted to be small

Heh, I was so proud when I lost 10 pounds then someone told me i shouldn't be loosing because I'm growing.

I shut up after that.

 

I remember being really young and sitting on the toilet, tracing the inner parts of my thighs pretending I could just cut them off with a pair of scissors

 

I would often sneak food into my room and eat it in private when I was as young as 5-6 yrs old. I would get caught doing it about half the time but that never stopped me, and it wasn't until I was around 10 when I started becoming worried about my weight and noticed I wasn't as thin as other girls my age.

 

always skipped breakfast, never ate lunch and then just fucking binged after school.

 

YESSS SO MANY

i remember i would sit in my bathtub at like 8 and think i looked pregnant.
i wouldn't eat like ANY veggies until around 10, maybe i was just picky but that should've signaled some kind of problem to my parents?
and lastly i never ate breakfast and before my ed started i used to give my lunch away to my friends bc i just didn't want it and hated to eat infront of others.

 

when i was like 9 i was so worried eating would make me gain weight i would weigh myself before/after meals to see the difference

when i was 10 my bestfriendfriend and i would compare our weights over like a 2 month period on wii fitness and had a silent competition to see who could be the skinniest

at 12-13 i would starve during the day and have one huge binge after school

i didnt develop a full on ED until i was late 14/ early 15 years old

 

First I always thought I was fat and compared myself to others, in thruth I was very skinny, but I myself could not see that and had very low self confidence. Then at one point I started hiding food for a long period of time, I didn’t do it to lose weight, but it had became like ‘my thing’ and I didn’t think twice about it. I grew up seeing my mother battle with anorexia, not eating much but being beautiful(I didn’t think about the word skinny yet) and was obsessed with models, but knew that I could never be one, because I wasn’t thin enough. But I have always had a bad relationship with junk food, it’s something that wanted to become into stress eating already then, but back then I couldn’t yet buy it myself.

 

Realizing that eating bags of chips and bars of chocolate by yourself wasn't considered normal, but was refered to as binges

The start of my binge eating, was from when i was bullied in school. I ate because i was sad and stressed and it turned into binge eating

Then realizing my weight and the way it was going if I didn't stop (at age 16) made me start counting calories and it turned into restrictive phases and binge phases. The binges stopped last November though

 

oh yeaaaah there were so many, ever since I was like 7

 

When I was 5 in my dance class when we were getting measured for our recital costumes I stood tall and sucked in my stomach to appear smaller. I remember feeling humiliated being the biggest in the class, and looking back on it I was just a pudgy kid, not big at all.

 

I can’t remember not thinking I was fat, I used to be just too lazy to do anything about it

 

I remember feeling fat when I was in 2nd grade. I would suck in my stomach 24/7, try and tie a belt around my midsection, and refuse to wear bathing suits. This happened until I was in eighthish grade. I now unconsciously suck in my stomach, just a habit now. I weighed ~130lbs and was like 4'7". I remember feeling obese in 7th grade wearing size 7 jeans, this is when I started starving myself (i thought this was the only way to lose weight) but I never understood food and calories until I was 15 or so.

Also, when my mom was dieting and I was 8. She mentioned it was hard to lose weight to friends, and I told her to just starve herself.

I always had problems...

 

When I was about 9 or 10, I for a little bit I would think about the amount of food I'd eaten at the end of the day. I thought if I had ate "10" things or less I would be good. If I ate more I wouldn't be good.

I also was very self conscious about my arms or legs, I didn't really care to lose weight (even though I wanted to) my main goal was just to not get "fatter." I didn't think calories made you gain weight, I thought it was fat in food 😂. So I said to myself I couldn't have chips, because once I ate chips I know I wouldn't stop.

When I was 11, I would make my own lunch, and I would make sure not to pack anything with a lot of sugar and I wouldn't pack too much food. (In my mind)

I guess those are the earliest things I remember but I didn't think bad of them looking back I think it's kind of not normal how I was so self conscious of what I ate

 

I was a thin and malnourished kid (parents were junkies) and I fainted sometimes. I learned from a pretty young age to cope with my hunger by vividly imagining eating into a nice big juicy burger when really all I had was a piece of bread. I'd play little games like folding my bread as many times as I could and then peeling off layer by layer and sucking on each layer to make a piece of bread (or in my mind my nice big burger, lol) last a long time. Also from as long as I can remember people used to tell me how skinny I was and I loved it. I got really worried that I would get bigger and everyone would comment on that instead. I remember being really self conscious once about hiccuping and my tummy was momentarily not sucked in. I got so paranoid someone saw, lol.

 

I was always pretty small as a kid (both in height and in weight). My grandmother and other family members would often tell me to eat more and force me to finish my plate or eat most of my food before I could leave the dinner table (I think, from my grandma's POV, that probably has more to do with her living through two World Wars and the struggles her family went through as immigrants).

At school, I was always an uncomfortable eater even in grade school. I would throw out most of the lunches my mom packed me. Turkey sandwiches were never eaten, but PB&Js were considered safe. Eating at a friend's house when I was an adolescent was also a big source of anxiety for me (was I eating too much? Not enough? Was it OK to say I like pizza with this topping or that topping? Did I want more of such and such?) I'm seeing a therapist now, but still have no idea where those early anxieties came from.

 

I would cry whenever we didnt eat one of my "approved" foods, and I thought I was fat as a child but never did anything about it until I was 13 or so.

 

Yes I do. Actually I was always taller than the other kids, so I was always self-conscious about that. And somehow it led to my weight as well. I remember trying to lose weight in fifth grade. I remember specifically sitting in the pantry trying to find a healthy snack until I said "forget it" and gave up on that diet :lol: . I dieted again in 7th grade summer, gave up. Summer of 8th grade going into 9th I developed my ED. But looking back at pictures of elementary school me, I was not fat. Not even that much bigger than the other kids. Now I'm going in to 11th grade. I've only had an ED for 2 years but it truly feels like I've had the negative feelings my whole life and only recently started to act on them.

 

I've always felt bigger than I actually was

I turned to food for happiness

My anxiety prevented me from eating in front of people

I felt guilty after eating certain snacks

I would sneak food

I never really felt full or satisfied

 

The first sign I remember is being in first grade, sitting on the floor while the teacher read us a story, and comparing how "fat" my arms and legs were compared to the girl sitting next to me.

 

Around fourth grade I remember feeling I wasn't feminine compared to other girls and related it mostly to my body

And one time when I was a little older my friend referred to me as skinny and I snapped "I'm not skinny" and surprised myself like, I didn't get why I reacted like that. Now I do

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