When Binge Eating Becomes an Addiction www.hercampus.com /school/mcgill/when-binge-eating-becomes-addiction I think the best way to describe the feeling is ‘unraveling at the seams.’ As I sat and surveyed the empty packet/plate/bowl/box glaring at me, I found myself likening it to a mirror—because ironically, as I sat there feeling more full than I’ve ever been before, I also felt just as empty. Just like Anne Hathaway’s character in The Princess Diaries, Princess Amelia, wailed; my only explanation for what happened was “I got played.” Because I did—just like I did the previous five hundred times I re-enacted this scene. When Binge Eating Becomes An Addiction After reading a book a close friend had given me called ‘In the Realm of Hungry Ghosts,’ written by a man named Dr. Gabor Maté, who treated drug addicts in Vancouver’s notorious Downtown Eastside, I realized that binging was just an inevitable development for me. Known as Canada’s poorest postal code, Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside is the junkie- mecca of Canada, and its inhabitants couldn’t seem more different than us: uneducated, homeless, unemployed, addicted, and in every sense of the word, messed-up. Dr. Maté’s passion for the inhabitants of this area, is, as he explains in his book, is a part of a search for himself. He realized, with every high and homeless druggie he administered methadone to, that beneath the surface layers of street grime and festering needle-wound infections is just a person who was at the wrong place at the wrong time for too much of their lives. Be it heroine, cocaine, chocolate, or sex, we are all slaves to our personal choice of drug. Being a slave to your drug is called addiction, and like drug addiction, it is something that can take over your life, compromise your morals and values, and change you from the inside out. The American Society of Addiction Medicine (ASAM) defines addiction as being characterized by the following: “[an] inability to consistently abstain, impairment in behavioral control, craving, diminished recognition of significant problems with one’s behaviors and interpersonal relationships, and a dysfunctional emotional response. Like other chronic diseases, addiction often involves cycles of relapse and remission. Without treatment or engagement in recovery activities, addiction is progressive and can result in disability or premature death.” This is about my binging addiction, how binge eating began as a fun way to relieve stress with my college friends, developed into something darker and uglier than I ever intended, and how I finally decided to commit to healing and to break free of the vicious cycle. From Binge Drinker to Binge Eater I was never a stranger to the act of binging. During my first year at university, I repeatedly engaged in binge drinking. Every time I drank, I drank to get drunk. But third year of university was different. Instead of binge drinking to party and socialize (I guess I’d gotten it out of my system), I decided it was time I brought my GPA up to something resembling ‘hirable'. Thus it began: the insidious morphing from a binge-drinker to a binge-eater—one maladaptation into another. Binge eating meant I didn’t have to leave the house. It involved little socializing and most importantly, no debilitating hangovers. I could even catch up on lectures as I wolfed down nachos, cake or popcorn! The cherry on top of this whole metaphorical cake was getting my own apartment: privacy is paramount to the binge-eater. I didn’t see it coming but I should have: I was strapped onto the tracks, and the train was heading straight for me. It was about to get ugly. The Kitchen: 1- Willpower: 0- A Vignette 1/3