You're welcome Faith-and-Hope, hope it was a little bit useful as you already seem a wealth of knowledge on the topic. So glad you've picked up and run with it. I know this will help others who read it in the future.
You are so motivated in supporting your hubby, I'm so impressed by that. Hang in there - have a feeling its all for a reason, for good, you'll see (do you know that scripture verse?).
As for 'triggerwarning, honestly - good grief, this is a MH forum, ANYTHING & EVERYTHING CAN BE A TRIGGER - therefore, the 'warning' would be better on the home page next to 'this is not a 'crisis' forum speel. Its up to us to be self aware and pull back or avoid certain topics. That's just my take on the recent 'trend' to state the obvious in discussion titles.
One of my fellow hospital inpatients had severe anorexia, we became quite close. Here I was in my 20s getting to know what eating disorders can do - up close. She ran ran ran, had to stay thin, she was so malnourished the her periods stopped and she was flat chested. This suited her fine because she was confused about her sexual identity and preferred to look genda neutral (her childhood had much trauma). She would eat like a bird and never have fats (like butter, or oils, which the brain really needs). Unfortunately she suffered major depression & SI, was a heavy b#nge drinker that triggered severe SH frequently requuring surgery. SI took her is the end, but she told me everything - i blame her dad who should be removed from society.
My Brizzy friend's hubby sounds like yours. When I've stayed over their place its crazy what a 'tight' ship they run there, especially in the kitchen. Makes me tense. He was a triathlete but due to hamstring injury has to bike ride now - I mean like 50-100km day. He is so smart, the go to man on nutrition and exercise (except maybe my estranged BIL who's a GP Dr specialising in nutritional medicine, helping more people than he ever really did with mainstream medicine only, he says).
But back to my Brissy friend - both of them, now in early 60s jog and gym and diet and they're both thin but healthy and energetic. Just quietly, I think my 'morbid obesity' disgusts them.
I grow tired of the obcession when I'm there. This friend often rings me while she's out jogging or walking (constant distractions), or if at home she'll be pulling bindies and weeds, or cooking, sometimes, despite being so lonely, I'll say I can't hear you properly andchamg up (can't waste a minute having a quiet cuppa or conversation, grr). Think she thinks she's helping me by putting it in my face with every contact..
I hate being fat, and this all makes me feel more unacceptable, Pressures me to be more, to do 'the impossible' - its an affront to my SE. I'll never be that thin, gosh - she shops in the childrens section for clothes and shoes half the time.. When I lose 10kg (which is hard), nobody notices. Pressure, social stigma and nagging has the opposite affect on me - upsets me so I b#nge or go to bed crying or 'sleep-escape' for days. Social phobia++.. Past dieting I have become bulimic (v#mit), and laxative abuse. I go haywire and my metabolism has suffered it seems.
Now I just try to 'survive' and food, take it or leave it.
Oh, sorry, didn't mean to take so long. Big hugz xox
Hi Dec, Decadian suzanne
PS got redlighted 6 times writing this grr