Orthorexia: The “Healthy Eating” Disorder

Let’s talk about orthorexia.  Sometimes called the accidental eating disorder, orthorexia is ironically when a person becomes SO obsessed with a “healthy” diet and lifestyle that it actually becomes unhealthy.  It is Human Makeover: Extreme Edition.  It’s obsession under the guise of health.  While someone who develops orthorexia might have started out with harmless intentions, they often end up in a very unhealthy place.

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An orthorexic is often very concerned about the “purity” of their food.  They are fixated by the oils used in restaurants and potential toxins in their food.  They eat only a very small list of “acceptable” foods and are unable to eat food prepared by others.  They will become completely fixated on the quality of food, how to eat it, and when to eat it.  They will put themselves on strict eating regimens that most people could never stick to.  They want to be better than others by proving their dietary superiority.  If they have a slip up they will often self-punish with more exercise or less food.  Ultimately their food choices are destructively restricted and their exercise routine becomes so aggressive that their health suffers.

Orthorexia is not technically an eating disorder according to the DSM-5, but let’s be clear folks, this IS an eating disorder.  It was a phrase created by Dr. Steven Bratman in the late 90s.  He had patients who were overly health obsessed to the point of being harmful to themselves.  While it was not initially meant to be a diagnosis, over time he discovered that this term describes a very real eating disorder.

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Of course there is a difference between orthorexia and a normal healthy lifestyle.   The amount of stress and fixation that comes with orthorexia typifies the illness.  A person leading a healthy life without obsession or fear is not sick in the same way an orthorexic is.  While the line might be blurry orthorexics suffer from compulsive behaviors, preoccupations with optimal health, self-imposed anxiety, shame, and severe restrictions that escalate.  Orthorexics might attempt cleanses or fasts in order to “detoxify” their bodies.  While any disordered relationship with food is unhealthy, people can also suffer from nutritional deficits, self-inflicted social isolation, damaged relationships, and total loss of the ability to eat intuitively.  The biggest problem of all is that orthorexia is tricky to recover from.  We live in a society that idolizes healthy eating and thinness.  In this environment an orthorexic may not realize that they have a problem and can stay disordered under the pretense of a healthy lifestyle.

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So, if you think that any of this might apply to you… Start eating things that scare you, look at your attitude honestly, accept that you may not be the healthiest person in the world, and begin to re-learn how to love your body no matter what.  Stop measuring your self-worth by your overly restrictive diet and exercise routine, and learn how to eat intuitively.  Fill your body with joy and self-love and take a step back from unrealistic health goals that stop you from truly living a life worth living.  A life full of strong and happy friendships and relationships, a life with junk food and salads, wine and smoothies, ice cream and vegetables, happiness and joy, and no self-hate.  Orthorexia is an eating disorder to recover from – and recovery is worth it for you too.

Body Mass Index: The Meter of Lies

When suffering from an eating disorder numbers become a very integral part of life.  Weight, calorie intake, calorie output, and every number on every nutrition label are constantly circling the brain like a 90s cartoon character trying to do math.

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Of course, there is also BMI.  BMI, short for Body Mass Index, is technically the measure of body fat using height and weight.  It calculates whether an individual is underweight, “normal”, overweight, obese, etc.  BMI is a widely used evaluation by doctors to assess a person’s health.  It is also a malicious meter of lies.  I was obsessed with my BMI while I was sick, before I realized that where I fell on the chart was not at all an accurate picture of my health or anyone else’s.

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First thing is first, the evil wizard who invented the BMI equation gave instructions to not use BMI the exact way we have been using it for decades.  Lambert Adolphe Jacques Quetelet (ridiculous name) said himself that the formula should not be used to suggest an individual’s “fatness”.  Instead the equation was meant to measure obesity throughout a population to help the government determine how to allocate resources.  He’s still an evil wizard in my book though for bringing the BMI into the world in the first place.

BMI does NOT account for gender, age, waist size, bone density, or muscle mass.  For instance, athletes and people with strong bones will often be classified as overweight or obese because bone and muscle are denser than fat.  Some of the fittest and healthiest #bodygoals you can think of including many body building competitors are technically obese?!?! That alone should tell you how grossly inaccurate this whole concept is.

The very notion of BMI suggests there are defined groups of underweight, ideal, overweight and obese people and that these groups have borders that are separated simply by a decimal place.  That is completely ridiculous.  Let’s just call a spade a spade,  BMI is bullshit.

Before I had an eating disorder a doctor looked me in the face and told me that I was overweight.  I went home with this information and internalized it.  At that time according to the BMI chart all I had to do was lose 2 pounds to be considered “normal”.  2 POUNDS! Perhaps, had I not been PMSing that day or had gone to the bathroom before my appointment the doctor would have never said that to me.  But he did, and I heard it.  I set my weight loss goal and got crackin’.  Then, long story short I went too far and ended up with anorexia.

IMG_3328.PNGHere’s the thing about my eating disorder.  For the majority of the time I was sick, I was never “technically” deemed underweight according to the BMI chart.  An 18.5 or below is considered underweight and for the most part I hovered at 18.8.  My ED begged me to eat less and less to stay below that arbitrary threshold.  But while my hair was falling out, my bones were sticking out, my mental health was spiraling, and I was starving any doctor could have looked at me and told me that I was “ideal”!  Let me tell you, I was not.  Fortunately, now I don’t know my BMI and I honestly can’t even take the time to figure it out because I know that is a completely garbage number.

Let’s just all vow to never check our BMI again or let it dictate our behavior towards our bodies.  If a doctor tries to give you any advice based on it slap them!*

*Do not physically assault medical professionals, the slap should be figurative.

 

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Starting Over

Welcome, everyone, to the new Ladle by Ladle.

This blog originally began in the summer of 2014 as my way of sharing recipes (mostly baked goods) with friends, families, and whoever else stumbled upon them.  Well, two years have gone by since then and a lot has changed.

2When I started writing my recipes I was newly discovering what life could be like again if I recovered from my eating disorder.  I ended up abandoning the blog after a few months for bigger recovery goals like drinking, socializing, getting take out, and trying to forget about how difficult it once was to put a cookie down my throat.  As I slowly recovered over the following year my fascination with food plummeted, as it should have, and maintaining a blog like this wasn’t good for my fragile newly recovered psyche.

It has been about three and a half years since I became anorexic, two and a half years since I decided to try and recover, and one and half years since fully recovering.  You can read about my slow decline into the grips of ED in more detail HERE in an article I wrote for Spoon U when I was in college.

When I was sick I was brought to the hospital for complications of being underweight several times, I went to therapy, I talked to family and friends, but absolutely nothing was helping me.  I knew that something was wrong but I could not accept my responsibility to do anything about it.  To me, the pain was worth the price of being thin.  Until one day as I was in bed wrapped up under four blankets with the heat on staring at my dorm room wall wishing I could die instead of dealing with it all, I began to realize that I was not okay.  I took a look at my life and saw what a shell of a human I had become.  I had isolated myself from all of my friends.  I had made my family and long distance boyfriend feel helpless as they could only watch my destruction from afar. I hadn’t had a single thought that wasn’t about food, calories, weight, or exercise in over a year.  I looked at myself in the mirror and I only saw failure where others saw sickness.  I put gum in my mouth from my third pack of the day and decided to look online for help.

On the internet I found my salvation.  It started with discovering blogs of other girls who were recovering.  It was shocking to read about people who felt the same way that I did.  I read tumblr accounts of people who I felt understood me and the way I was seeing the world, my body, and food.  I found blogs like youreatopia and thefuckitdiet.  I was seeing girls who were able to challenge themselves to a piece of pizza or bowl of ice cream, feats that I didn’t think would be possible for myself.  Discovering the possibility of recovery by seeing what it could look like was the first step in the longest and most difficult journey of my life.

1I continued to use the power of the internet (coupled with external support) to conquer my illness and get myself into a full and robust remission from anorexia.  The process was tough and challenging, and perhaps even more difficult than being sick was because I was fighting against the voice in my head instead of succumbing to it.  However, I powered through and I am so grateful for the life I get to lead today because of it.

Now it is time to give back and so I’ve returned to Ladle by Ladle, given it a small makeover, and am going to make this my new recovery blog – from the perspective of someone who has recovered from restrictive eating and all that it entails.  I am going to share my own tips and method of recovery from ED with the hopes of helping someone who is where I once was.  Perhaps seeing the possibility of recovery and understanding what it takes to get there can be someone else’s first step on their life changing journey.  So I’m here, and my advice and stories will be peppered with some outrageously in your face body confidence and also to keep true with the original intent of the blog… some delicious recipes!

*The advice I give is not professional medical advice, merely anecdotal evidencePlease do what is best for your own body and seek help from a medical professional for official guidelines to recovery.