I wrote this last night. About 10pm. With absolutely no intention of posting it. But today, I took another look at what I’d written. It’s real. It’s what happened. And I try to be honest on this blog. So here it is.

This is real. This is what it’s like to live with disordered eating and diabetes.
Spent an emotional weekend helping prepare my grandparents’ house to be sold. Coping last night and today by binge eating. A lot. This is the worst binging episode I’ve had in years.
Here I sit, with a self-inflicted bg of 426. Feeling like crap, trying not to let the guilt win. I know that this too shall pass, but it sure feels shitty right now. I’m so angry at myself. Absolutely furious.
This is real. This is what it’s like sometimes.
Today has been a better day. If you ever feel this way, please know you are not alone. And it’s ok to seek help.