I was a binge drinker, meth user and drug devotee with a negative body image who was prone to paranoia. I didn't realize I had an eating disorder until i tried to stop using drugs and alcohol. My eating disorder was just another way to cope. so i decided to do something about it. I told my mom, thankfully my mom was helpful. I went to counseling and I began i roller coaster ride of binge drinking and binge eating. Shame was the name of my game and i also had to deal w. my past regrets, being gang banged, trying to resist drugs and finding a balance. The truth is, even though other people were helpful in my road to recovery , there is only so much advice the world can supply and then there's the most high who knows you inside and out, understands who you were, who you are now and who you are striving to be. Thats is the only true way i have been consistent in not being bulimic and not being a druggie. No none sense to cope. My maker is my king and i dont need worldly things, stimulants or a man to make life complete.