Oh darling. This was my biggest fear for people. This was where I felt I was heading. I was literally sobbing because I didn’t know how to eat anymore as I couldn’t get the callipers readings right. I ended up panicking and thinking I just don’t know how to eat anymore. Since the weekend, I just stopped tracking and stopped “smashing the weights” and started doing workouts I genuinely enjoy from boxing and bubbles, pop sugar etc and I’ve actually lost a pound. I’m just desperate for my periods to come back after starving myself for so long.
That penis tracker was vile. I think they really appeal to the lowest type of people. It’s juvenile. I agree with the setting a bad example. I’m all for my son seeing me workout but not the weighing everything including myself. I was doing it in secret before he woke up
I’m trying to take elements from it, more protein and fibre in my diet, but just trying to eat what feels right. Not pushing myself to stuff food in when I don’t want it, not having a day where I consume a huge amount of carbs. Just eating what feels right for my body. I hope you can find a way to come back to yourself.
I can recommend following all of these for self love and deprogramming some of the bullshit advice.