Quote From: denise2uWhen I was in 9th grade, I probably weighed 130 lbs. For some reason, and I don't know to this day, I just didn't eat as much. I didn't see myself as thin, to the point of looking like a skelton, even though weighing 110 lbs. However, my father saw my lack of interest in eating and DEMANDED that I clean my plate. This would have been in 1965, and then we knew to listen to our fathers. I objected to his demand, and he stuck with his decision that I was going to eat and that was that. I graduated in 1968 weight 135 lbs and looking good at 5' 7".
My point is when (yes even DR PHIL too) and I were growing up, there (esp in small towns) were no reasons for excuses. We had classmates die and yet had no counceling by professionals to deal with it, we dealt with it and went on in life. And I never heard of an eating disorder until now, when it seems so prevelent.
I had, now that I know what it is called, the beginning of this disease! I shutter when I see my 9th grade picture and am so grateful to my parents (esp my father) for picking up a problem before it became life threatening. To tell you the truth I don't know why I didn't want to eat. I was lucky and came from a "NORMAL" family, and no problems at all, other than the normal rebelling that we all do.
Bottom line that I don't understand, why doesn't someone intervene BEFORE this comes to life threatening. This doesn't just happen overnight. And I think we need to stop using excuses for things happening in our lives, deaths, one parent families etc. and face the fact that our lives are the way we want them. My father had no father, had no father image growing up, yet he decided he wanted to be the best father ever and he was. My Mom came from parents that fought constantly, and she knew she didn't want to be that way, and was a super MOM.
So eating disorders were always around, just way back (Sorry Dr PHil but it was lol) we had (OR MOST OF US) the respect for our fathers that meant EAT when they said EAT!
Good luck to these ladies and I sincerly hope that Dr Phil gives them the help they need before it's to late!
When I was a little girl I was sexual abused and when I was 15 years old I had a nervous breakdown. Then one day I told myself I had control over one thing in my life and that was what I put into my mouth. I was sick like this for about ten years. When a doctor told me that I could loose my three children if I did not start eating helped me a lot. It was when the Lord told me to stop playing the victim and take control of my life is when I really started to eat again. I went from 150 pounds down to 79 pounds before the "divine intervention." Now I am obese. Ain't that a hoot? My point is this, she has to have something to live for above anything else. A higher power is well worth the trip back to a life.
God be with those who suffer this illness.