Hypnotherapy Blog: Bulimia - A special focus

Bulimia, A Clients Story

"I started feeling bad about myself as far back as I can remember. I know there was a time where I was just a happy little kid, but I can't remember what that felt like.

I can remember the first time I did it, it grossed me out, and yet when I'd vomited up all the Christmas dinner I'd had that night I remember saying to myself...."they are all too drunk to notice" Recently a person at work (I don't work now, I couldn’t get out of bed anymore and lost my job) said to me she was thinking of trying it. I said to her in a voice I didn't recognize "You don't want to go there". I felt a shutter going down my body and I knew I was in so far I couldn’t see my way out.

My body was swelling, it seemed heavier than ever, I couldn’t sleep, I didn’t want to shower because I’d have to touch my body, and I hated how it felt. I was in a physical form that was foreign to me. I hated myself, my family, my life and I couldn’t get it to stop.

I'd never done any drugs, or addictive substances so when I realized this "caught" feeling was an addiction, it not only surprised me, it scared me!

I was foggy in my thinking. I only thought about where, when, how to get free of others so I could. All my thoughts directed me to the images of me running through stores and grabbing food and stuffing my mouth until I was soon after purging! I didn’t care about throwing up anymore, I never felt full, I always felt empty, even the smallest amount of food inside me felt wrong.

After a while I got more focused on my process. Greater planning. I had a lot of stories running in the back ground of the images I was looking at. Mostly food, everything was big images, pizza's so big you could use them for magic carpets! Muffins the size of space ships...then I saw all the foods there, moving towards me as if they were enticing me to grab them ....

Sometimes my parents faces came in over the foods...but seeing my dads sad eyes or moms anger just drove me to get back to what I was happier to view. My next binge

As soon as I opened my exhausted eyes in the morning, the inner commentary began...and never in the way that guy on "What the Bleep Do we Know" would say of "how he liked to create his day," what a joke. My inner voices were reminding me instantly of the dreaded day ahead. Oh there was a little weak one there in the back ground...suggesting in a rather high pitch "maybe things will be better today", but I squashed that one so fast with the images of last nights binge, the smell of vomit still in my hair, the taste and feel of the acid in my mouth...and all I wanted was last nights left overs to fill the aching sinking feeling inside me.

I knew I was in trouble, I couldn't even think of the last real conversation I'd had with anyone, heck I couldn't even remember clearly the details of yesterday! My parents were so frustrated with me and so afraid of what I was doing and doing to myself, they started hiding food, watching me, like I was a caged animal, and yet I had no where else to go.

Taking the pills seemed a logical way out so I did. Waking up in the hospital and monitored for a week was heaven, I couldn't do anything, and food was monitored for me. Slowly I felt better, but at the end of the week they discharged me and I knew that last day all I was thinking about was where to get the food to binge again. It was my only thought. They set me up with a psychiatrist. It was ok however, talking about it over and over again just made me want to keep doing it and I did, I was right back into it and everyone was so angry with me.

It's like talking to an alcoholic about all his binges - all I could think of coming out of each session was where I was going to get the food. It helped a little...but the 45 minutes a week really I was still sinking back into my darkening world, and I knew it. They gave me medications, that just made my head even fuzzier and I felt almost numb.

My dad found JBW on the web site and suggested I check it out. I called, and then called back and finally decided to take a chance on Kathy because I honestly didn't know what else to do.

And I know today, you probably don't realize you've given me back my life and me and I'm so grateful! Thank you, from everything I am."

It works, NLP is brilliant at unpacking addictive behaviors and restoring "normal" quickly without reviewing the endless past looking for the culprit. Mothers often feel it's their fault, fathers are desperate, as the family slowly comes unraveled...so when they see the resultant changes their daughters (and yes, some sons), go through...there can sometimes be a little residual - "hey what happened here? I thought this was really hard for you to stop?"

Don't be fooled, it was about the hardest thing your daughter will do and when she does it for herself it becomes the cornerstone of her strength and personal power as she regains her life again.

NLP can offer up the solution, the transformation and the life skills to maintain herself the rest of her life, and that’s all we do for her…teach her how to do it for herself.

My program is a full eight sessions with three months following of support via Email, Phone & SKYPE to ensure she breaks forever with the inner addictive patterns and knows just how to help herself if life gets too overwhelming.