The Worst Diet Ever Invented Is About To Get Its Ass Kicked.

Last year, Paula Penfold asked me to share my bulimia story for a TV show and I said, “Sure, but do I have to tell my story? How about I help find other people’s stories.” That felt better. I didn’t want my story put up for people to rip down, especially on national television.

Recently I went to a talk by professor Cynthia Bulik. This firecracker biologist, psychologist and PHDist has dedicated her life to understanding the strange disorders that involve eating, or lack of. She should be up for a Nobel peace prize for the work she’s doing investigating the genes associated with eating disorders but nobody wants to acknowledge it. It’s still such an unsexy subject. Her goal is to see people ticking eating disorder just as easily as they tick asthma on forms.

She’s got a lot of work to do.

The last thing she said in her talk was, “we need advocates.” I sat there thinking, good on you for doing this work, you are amazing. But I don’t want to be an advocate. I want to speak up about bad ads. I want to speak up about girls in Africa not getting an education and teaching girls to say no. I want to speak up about not giving a donut about being a domestic goddess.

But I don’t want to be an advocate for eating disorders.

I’m happy to be a pair of ears sharing stories over on FABIK (Fucking Awesome Bulimics I Know) but not an actual person, not a bulimia poster girl. Then Cynthia shared this fact: eating disorders have the highest mortality rate than any other.

It is such a clanger it’s worth repeating.

Eating disorders have the highest mortality rate than any other psychiatric illness.

And it’s not getting better, it’s getting worse.

Georgia O’Keeffe said once, “Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant. Making the unknown known is what is important.” That’s another clanger.

If Cynthia, who has witnessed first hand that mortality rate, can talk on national TV like she did this week on Paul Henry, then I can talk too. I’m listening to the mother of American modernism and I’ll help make the unknown known.

Here’s my story.

I used to tell people Hilary was a premature baby to explain our size difference.

This was me on the left, age 9, with my best friend Hilary.

I used to tell people she was a prem baby to explain our size difference. I didn’t even know what a prem baby was but I had heard it meant you were unnaturally small. Which meant I wasn’t unnaturally big.

Research shows around 60 per cent of people with a family history of eating disorders develop one. Yet while genes load the gun, it’s environment that pulls the trigger.

And one of those triggers is a diet.

Not long after this photo I went on my first diet because I was uncomfortable in my skin. I remember it well because I couldn’t eat the sausages and stewed apple and custard my brother was eating.

Angela Barnett Stunt Chicken family pirate top just meThis is me at 13. I spent quite a bit of time dieting by this stage and I was good at it.

I was a professional dieter and I used to do exercises in my room when I was meant to be in bed.

Boys started paying attention to me because I wasn’t chubby any more and I liked that.

And I loved that pirate shirt.

Here’s the thing about diets. If you have a history of food struggles, binge eating, restricting or an eating disorder in your family, then putting your child on a diet might trigger the same behaviour. And that’s a hefty might. If children have the biological predisposition (genes) to develop an eating disorder but are never put on diet, it might never happen.

This is not about my parents, they were wonderful. None of us knew the dangers of restricting food back in the 80s when diets were as popular as big hair. But what we know now is that we must never ever put children on diets to manage weight.

Screw you paleo.

Angela Barnett Stunt Chicken Mod 88

This was me at 18.

I was asked to model a few times but I was told by a sleazy photographer that I didn’t have a good gap between my thighs.

This was before the thigh gap even existed.

It’s possible that photographer and I invented the thigh gap right then and there.

Screw you photographer.

Angela Barnett Stunt Chicken 1989 smoking

Smoking and drinking was way more fun than posing.

Here’s the university flat where I first threw up. I was 19. Freshly dumped, my life and body felt out of control and I was miserable.

The toilet seat was salmon pink and I told myself it would only be once. I’d just get rid of that second bowl of pasta because I was sick of dieting and trying to control my weight and food. I was so sick of it I made myself sick. Which might sound totally sick but it seemed like an OK idea at the time.

At least it was my idea.

Many people think eating disorders are about bodies and food. They are. But also they aren’t. They are about trying to control what feels like an out-of-control life. Food, whether having too much or too little, happens to be the means, but the triggers are emotional.

Angela Barnett Stunt Chicken 1991 car

Here I am at 20, visiting my parents.

I can’t explain the high trousers but I can explain the high hair because it was 1991.

By now I had full throttle bulimia but you wouldn’t know it. Eating disorder sufferers, particularly bulimics and binge eaters are good at hiding.

Beneath this smile I was wretched, bingeing and purging food every day. In one flat in Wellington I used to throw up in the yellow washing basin my mother gave me to do my hand washing in. Then I’d throw it all outside. No flowers grew outside that flat but we didn’t care. We were young and wild.

Eating disorders are affecting men now, lots of men. The average age for anorexia for boys is 11. Transgender are at significantly higher risk too. Anorexia’s less common in Latino, African-American, Maori and Pacific Island communities but binge eating and bulimia is growing rapidly amongst these groups.

Purging is heritable in twin studies.

ANgela Barnett Stunt Chicken Couch Brother

This is me at 22, home from university again. God I loved that red jersey because it hid all my shame. I’m with my amazing brother, Shaun.

He didn’t know. Not then.

I can’t explain the posy of flowers but I can explain the distracted, rosy-cheeked look on my face.  That was after a spending too long upside down over a toilet bowl – it made my face puffy.

These are the side-effects that come with bulimia: low self-esteem, shoplifting (yes that’s another story and explains A LOT), anxiety, obsessiveness, low self-worth and isolation.

Eating disorder mortality rates are higher than depression, and there’s a super high correlation to suicide. The average suicide rate is a bit below 2% of the population. But for bulimics it is 13%. For anorexics it shoots up to 18%. That’s another statistic that’s worth repeating.

The suicide rate for anorexics is 16% higher than the national average.

ANgela Barnett stunt chicken jeepThis is me tripping, aged 23.

I loved drugs. They made me feel numb.

Problems with drugs and alcohol are another bonus side effect.

Diet pills, speed or ecstasy made me not eat or not think about food for 24 hours because in my head the dialogue about food was always there.

For people with eating disorders that’s the thing that drives us nuts. The constant dialogue in our brains about how much we’ve had, what we’re going to have, what we’re not going to have, I’ve written about it before. For anorexics that’s what makes re-feeding so hard, it’s not that they don’t want the food, they don’t want the noise in their brains that comes with the food.

Angela Barnett Stunti Chicken w Steve

My weight went up and down because bulimia’s a sham, it is not a good diet.

I had scars on my knuckles (you can see the blemish on my middle knuckle on my right hand).

I told no-one.

This was my friend Steve. He was a good guy so naturally we didn’t date.

I went for the bad guys and if they had their own dirty secret then even better.

In fact I married somebody who had his own addiction, which kept him distracted from my late night antics.

Angela Barnett Stunt Chicken Wedding

I was 27.

My girlfriends told me I was too thin the day I got married (that’s my friend Julie to my left and my amazing Mum on the right).

They also told me I was marrying the wrong guy.

Women with low self-esteem attract what they think they deserve. I didn’t think I deserved love; I felt so ugly on the inside.

And I was still throwing up. Not every day, about once a week. Every time I felt anger, hurt, frustration or sadness I binged and purged it away. It was my own trick to deal with emotions I didn’t like. It was my own bottle of whiskey. It was the one thing I could control.

Emotionally, you stop developing at the age your eating disorder begins, and then you have to try and pick up after you come out the other side.

When I was finally free from bulimia aged 30, I could no longer be with the other addict. It took me two years to leave.

Angela Blue concertNow I’m here at 45.

I can’t explain the blue light or why I’m having a much wilder time than everyone else in the room.

It took me years to find peace with the body I’ve been given.

And I’m still not 100% fixed and shiny and new. Recently I wrote a story about why we still see super thin models and before I sent it I found myself standing at the fridge eyeing up the Tim Tams. I told those Tim Tams that if I spoke up about her weight people would point fingers at me. She had bulimia so of course she’s on her high horse. God, she must be vain if she had an eating disorder…

The Tim Tams ignored me. So I ate some anyway and fired off the story.

Remember that little fact about low self-esteem?

It’s still with me somedays.

More than half the people Cynthia sees in her US treatment centre are over 35. She conducted a study in women over 50 years and found 8% were purging, over half claimed weight affected them, and 41% were body checking every day. They were checking to see if they were still OK. Every day.

That’s sad.

As Cynthia says, “Mental illness has stigma and eating disorders has stigma on top, so it is double stigma. If we have a colleague who is depressed, or doing drugs, or an alcoholic, we have a script of what to say. But with eating disorders we are so hesitant to say anything.”

So here I am, saying something.

Something needs to change.

So many suffer. And nobody wants to talk about it. People think eating disorders are easy to get over. They are not. Nobody wants their child going through an eating disorder yet we all pretend we left them behind with Flock of Seagulls. We didn’t.

Cynthia needs people who have, or had, anorexia to volunteer for the world’s largest survey into investigating eating disorder genes. Compared to other psychiatric disorders like depression and schizophrenia we’re behind the eight ball in terms of understanding genes linked to EDs. You can blame that on the stigma. She needs 13,000 people worldwide. After anorexia, they will investigate bulimia and binge eating disorder.

Please pass this on to mothers and daughters and aunts and sisters and brothers and cousins. People can sign up here at ANGI.

Eating disorder is such a dirty term I want nothing to do with it. And everything to do with helping fix it.

Because hopefully one day it won’t be the most shameful thing to tick on a list.

Peace.

PS. Apologies Paula Penfold, I wasn’t brave enough to do this last year.


23 thoughts on “The Worst Diet Ever Invented Is About To Get Its Ass Kicked.

  1. I tried bulimia in my donut shop adolescent days and want to hear fucked up? I was too scared I wasn’t throwing it all up and would end up keeping some of those calories I over ate. I was worried that I couldn’t even do bulimia right. It’s much easier to not eat. But it’s so much harder to start again and sometimes I feel like I’m in this clique just outside the mainstream where everyone else is taking their photos of the stupid food and I’m all like, dude, can’t we just come up with a pill for it all?

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    1. That is fucked up and I totally get it. I worried about that too and often failed as I did put on weight. I was a bad bulimic – if only I had given up earlier but I persevered to become a very good bulimic. Who was also bad. I would love it if everyone stopped taking photos of their lunch. I am so sick of stupid food porn (no pun intended). And cook books. Not another cook book puhlease.

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  2. It’s very emotional to read someone else’s struggle with body image and an eating disorder. Another brilliant article. I cried through most of it. The sadness of how our mind can rebel against us. You were always so beautiful – if only you knew! I really admire your braveness – you make a great ambassador.

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    1. Thank you Sarah. I find it sad that when nature had me in full bloom I couldn’t see it. I think a lot of young girls feel this way – I see them so awkward and unsure of themselves. If only we could get them to see how beautiful they are and enjoy it. Did you ever see this article by Caitlin Moran? http://www.stylist.co.uk/people/caitlin-moran-powerful-letter-to-the-girls-i-meet-at-my-book-signings-women-girls-anxiety-depression-love-feminism-moranifesto

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  3. Gosh what a story and good on you in oh so many ways, for all you’ve shared here with the world. Thank you for your bravery, honesty, humanity… Bill

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  4. Great share my friend! I’m curious to hear what the researcher finds out. When she gets to bulimia let me know. I wonder if there is a gene or something that makes you pre-disposed to shame, fear, the emotional stuff that lies behind the eating disorder. PS I don’t like the label either. Let’s come up with something better!

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  5. Reading your story felt like going back in time… And for once I wasn’t triggered by hearing someone else’s story. What I am struggling with most of all (5 years after having “recovered”) is getting back into a healthy routine. I’m so all or nothing that I either don’t eat and purge or I just eat all the things. Every time I try to control my weight or go to the gym, my ED flares up, which makes me too scared to exercise. I’d love to see more blogs about recovery – because that’s the kind of content I need at the moment.

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  6. Beautifully, brutally, honestly, written Ange. Well done for having the balls to put pen to paper. For what it’s worth, I’ve never thought of you as anything but absolutely beautiful! I had no idea of your internal struggle in the early days (you did a remarkable job of hiding it), but I’d say you’ve turned out to be a pretty fine human being :-)

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  7. I loved the article. Totally. Awesome. BUT, and I hesitate to bring up anything negative at all, however, it has been shown/proven/demonstrated time and again, that genetics actually have very little to do with the risk of developing ANY chronic disease. Less than 10% of risk is from genetics, over 90% is due to environment factors. It just seems like such a colossal waste of time and money and potential exposure to investigate something, that, in actual fact, has only a very small part to play in the development of such disorders.

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