Eating Disorders and Relationships: Regaining the Trust of Loved Ones
My husband, David, left me in August. Because of my anorexia. He couldn't handle it, after more than three years of dealing with a wife who seemed hell-bent on dying. This past spring, I spent six weeks in a partial hospitalization program that did very little for me but crush what little self-esteem I had left. I spent the summer depressed and anxious, mainly about the size of my body.
I immediately began restricting and purging (through laxative abuse) and soon lost all the weight I had gained while in the program. David soon lost all hope I would recover from anorexia. I had forgotten — again — that my eating disorder doesn't just impact me, but also my husband and loved ones.
Anorexia, Eating Disorders, Broken Promises and Lost Trust
He left as a last-ditch effort to make me want to get better. It worked. I soon began eating regular meals and drinking several bottles of Ensure daily. I slowly gained weight, and we rebuilt our relationship and reconciled at the end of September.
But the anxiety that weight gain always triggers in me came back and by the first week of October, I was again restricting and losing weight. This past week, we had a raging argument about my lack of eating and what he perceived as broken promises on my part. He threatened to leave again and I knew if he left this time, there would be no future reconciliation or recovery. It would have been the end of our relationship and most likely, the end of any more attempts at recovery by me.
Eating Disorder Patients Focus on Their Eating Disorder
The problem is that eating disorders are selfish diseases. I don't mean that in a bad way, thinking that those of with eating disorders are sitting around thinking about how miserable we can make our spouses and loved ones. But the nature of the beast is that when we are in the throes of restricting, bingeing, and/or purging, that is all we think about. I am person who is a very restrictive anorexic and when I am restricting, I spend hours looking up the calorie count of every food I've eaten during the day and then adding up each single calorie. I spend each morning weighing myself and the number on the scale can either make my day a good one or it can completely destroy my mood.
Eating Disorders and Rebuilding Trust
Our eating disorders and the things we do definitely have an impact on our relationships. I believe all of us with eating disorders have to work at regaining the trust of our loved ones. Again, it is not that we are deliberately mean people who want to hurt our families. But when we lie about how much we ate or whether we purged or not, when we hide what we are doing and try to deny that we are not doing anything, that breaks the trust they had in us.
I can't stress this enough. My husband and I did talk things through and I promised I would try harder, and I am eating more and working (again) to get better. I was heartbroken to think that after all the hard work I had done in September to regain his trust and belief that I could recover, that I destroyed that trust by my actions of the past two months. I realize that I again need to regain his trust, so that he will believe I can recover. I have to take responsibility for my actions, even though they are driven by my illness, and understand my role in creating a happy, healthy relationship between us.
Gambrel, A. (2010, December 3). Eating Disorders and Relationships: Regaining the Trust of Loved Ones, HealthyPlace. Retrieved on 2019, July 16 from https://www.healthyplace.com/blogs/survivinged/2010/12/eating-disorders-and-relationships-regaining-the-trust-of-loved-ones
Author: Angela E. Gambrel
Thank you so much for sharing. I know I'm about five and a half years late to this discussion, but as of recently I am yet another secondhand victim of an ED.
My situation is much like each of the gentlemens' in the previous comments. Was dating an amazing girl long distance for a while, moved at the beginning of the summer to be closer to her for the season. First week and a half after moving was amazing. Then came the dreadful and unexpected emotional withdrawl. Soon found out she suffers from Bulimia. Then more emotional withdrawl. Within three weeks of me moving closer to her we were broken up.
I've been absolutely devastated. I love this girl more than I could ever possibly describe. I'd move mountains for her. But there's nothing I can/could do. It's been a very painful experience, but I've learned so much. Posts like yours (in addition to each of the comments) provide bits of clarity; they help me understand what might be going through her mind, they remind me that perhaps I didn't do anything wrong, and they make me feel less alone.
I can't thank you enough for sharing. I know that must have been very difficult. I really hope that things have improved since your post and that all is well.
i ramble a lot. but it was nice to read the other side of view for once. thank you.