No matter where you are in your journey, I encourage you to get help. The best decision I made was emailing my mom about everything I was going through. As difficult and scary as it was, it opened communication between us that has created a stronger relationship today as a result. And of course, it helped me to get help sooner, which I think has made the recovery process easier.
I realize how lucky I am to have pulled myself out soon enough. In fact, if I hadn’t gained the weight from bingeing, I don’t think I would have had the guts to admit that I had a bad relationship with food. It took weight gain for me to fess up, because by that point it had become physically dramatic. I had to tell someone–because the thing stuck in my head was taking over my life.