Beneath the Surface of Perfection
From the outside, my life appeared flawless. I was traveling, chasing my passions, studying hard, and accomplishing what seemed like success. People saw me as a woman who had it all together—confident, thriving, the epitome of success. But beneath this polished exterior, I was fighting a battle nobody saw. I was the master of hiding the mess, presenting a picture-perfect life while silently crumbling under the weight of bulimia and binge eating for 18 long years.
The truth is, you can look like you have it all—beautiful travels, projects, a full schedule—and still be desperately struggling with something unseen. Every time I binged and purged, I isolated myself, hiding in shame. The facade I created was a shield against judgment, but it also became my prison. I was terrified that people would see me as weak or fake, so I buried my truth, presenting a perfect version of myself to the world.
It wasn’t that I was spiraling every day. Bulimia was my crutch, a secret I leaned on when stress, loneliness, or a sense of inadequacy overwhelmed me. It was a twisted coping mechanism—restrict, binge, purge, repeat—hidden behind my smile. Whenever someone complimented me, whether on my body or my work, it triggered two responses: If the praise was good, I felt I had earned permission to reward myself with overindulging on my binge foods. If it was critical, I turned to food to silence the shame.
The real kicker was the more I tried to control my eating, the more out of control it became. What nobody understood was that food wasn’t the enemy. It was my escape. It was the only thing that seemed to fill the gaping hole inside me, though it never truly did.
The Beginning: Turning to Food Amidst Chaos
My story began when I was 12, during a time when my family was falling apart. My parents’ divorce shook me deeply, but what made it worse was my dad’s drinking. He was an alcoholic, and his excessive drinking created an unstable, unpredictable environment at home. My mom did her best to keep us safe, providing love and care, but I felt the weight of it all on my shoulders.
Me as a child.
At school, I threw myself into being the perfect student—straight A’s, top of my class. On the outside, I appeared to be thriving, but inside, I was overwhelmed. The pressure to be perfect became suffocating, and I began hiding all of my struggles, bottling everything up. There was peer pressure, too, that I never shared with anyone. I didn’t want to burden my already struggling family, so I stayed silent.
This was when I first turned to food for comfort, seeking control in the chaos. What began as a way to soothe myself quickly spiraled into something darker. I experimented with diets for years, hoping to feel worthy, loved, and accepted, but the harder I tried to control my eating, the more I struggled.
Throughout my journey, my weight has been all over the place. There were times when I restricted myself so much that I became incredibly thin and fragile. At other times, I would binge so excessively that I gained a lot of weight, feeling puffy and bloated. These fluctuations made me feel disconnected from my body as if I was constantly at war with myself.
My struggles with bulimia and binge eating were reflected in the fluctuations of my weight over the years.
But as I reflect on this now, I realize that no matter where my weight was, it wasn’t the real issue. The battle was always about control, worthiness, and finding peace within myself.
A Breaking Point and a Shift
By my mid-twenties, I knew I couldn’t go on like this. I started seeing psychologists, hoping that therapy would help me break free from the cycle. It helped me stop purging, but the binging and overeating continued to haunt me for a long time. I was still trapped, only half free from the disorder that had shaped my life for so long.
Everything changed at 29 when I opened up to someone who truly listened. For the first time, I wasn’t met with judgment or pity—just understanding. This person’s words became a turning point in my recovery. They showed me that asking for help wasn’t a weakness but a sign of strength. With their support, I found the courage to seek out a community of people who were walking similar paths. I connected with mentors and a nutritionist who guided me through the process of healing on all levels—mind, body, and spirit.
One of the biggest revelations was realizing that food wasn’t the problem—it had been the solution. I had used it to cope with stress, trauma, and unresolved pain. I had spent years trying to control food, but what I really needed to do was heal my relationship with myself.
Healing Holistically
Meditation helped me immensely by allowing me to feel my emotions, become aware of my thoughts, calm down, and rejuvenate. It also set the right tone and intention for the day.
True recovery didn’t come overnight, and it wasn’t a straight line. I had to approach healing holistically from all three angles—Body, Mind, and Heart.
Physically, I learned to nourish my body instead of punishing it. Working with a nutritionist, I began to see food as fuel for my body, not something to be feared. I embraced self-care and learned to listen to my body’s needs without judgment. Emotionally and spiritually, I began breathwork, meditating, journaling, and taking morning walks to clear my mind. I worked with a mentor through my childhood trauma, character defects, belief systems I’ve learned, and stories I was carrying from a very young age.
All of these practices grounded me, helping me face my traumas, emotions, and feelings, allowing me to live life on its own terms and trust my intuition instead of hiding from them. Slowly, I stopped turning to food as an escape. I also found strength in sharing my journey with trusted friends and family, letting them in on the battles I had fought in secret for so many years.
Building a New Foundation
Every year, I make it a point to celebrate another beautiful year free from binging and bulimia, feeling deeply grateful for my recovery.
The most powerful transformation came when I learned to set boundaries, not just with food but in every area of my life. Stress had always been a trigger, but learning to manage it and create balance allowed me to regain control. A key part of this journey was finding recovery groups where I felt loved, understood, and supported. These communities played a significant role in my healing process. It wasn’t an overnight change, but slowly, I began to see real progress. My binges became fewer, and I started to rebuild my relationship with both myself and food.
Today, after 5 years of being bulimia- and binge-free, I feel a peace that I never thought was possible. I no longer seek comfort in food; instead, I nourish my body, mind, and my heart with care.
My life is no longer ruled by the cycles of binge and purge. Instead, it’s a life of balance, where I’ve learned that perfection was never the goal—presence was. I developed new passions and hobbies, along with a hunger for laughter and joy. I began to love and accept myself as I am, manage stress more effectively, and build beautiful relationships with people in recovery—connections I could have never dreamed of.
Life free of bulimia, binge eating, and compulsive food behaviors is wonderful!
Sharing My Light
Your healing is within reach, and recovery is always possible, no matter how far you feel from it.
The biggest lesson I’ve learned through my journey is that no matter how long you’ve been struggling, recovery is possible. There were times I felt completely hopeless, convinced I would never break free. But here I am today, living proof that there is light on the other side of darkness. I want to share that light with others who are still in the tunnel, feeling lost.
Now, I’m studying Holistic Nutrition, and later, I’m planning to start my master’s in Psychology of Eating. I’ve dedicated my life to sharing my story in the hope that others can find the tools and support to help them on their unique journey to healing. I’m living proof that it’s possible to break free from bulimia and binge eating, even after years of being trapped in that cycle. I also want to remind people that while someone’s life may seem perfect on the surface, we never truly know what they might be struggling with. It’s so important to check in on those around us, ask how they’re feeling, and create a safe, supportive space where they feel comfortable being vulnerable.
With love and gratitude,
Agness
Published September 24, 2024
Agness, a dedicated student of Holistic Nutrition and mental health advocate, founded Holistic Roadmap as a passion project inspired by her own recovery journey. After overcoming years of bulimia, binge eating, and compulsive food behaviors, she has been free from these struggles for over 5 years.
Agness’s mission is to inspire and empower others by sharing the holistic practices and tools that helped her heal. Leading by example, she encourages others to start their own recovery journey and find harmony with food, their bodies, and their hearts. She shows that true balance and peace are possible and within reach for everyone.
