Chapter 9 Introduction

CHAPTER 9

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TOPIC OVERVIEW

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Anorexia Nervosa

The Clinical Picture

Medical Problems

Bulimia Nervosa

Binges

Compensatory Behaviors

Bulimia Nervosa Versus Anorexia Nervosa

Binge-Eating Disorder

What Causes Eating Disorders?

Psychodynamic Factors: Ego Deficiencies

Cognitive Factors

Depression

Biological Factors

Societal Pressures

Family Environment

Multicultural Factors: Racial and Ethnic Differences

Multicultural Factors: Gender Differences

How Are Eating Disorders Treated?

Treatments for Anorexia Nervosa

Treatments for Bulimia Nervosa

Treatments for Binge-Eating Disorder

Putting It Together: A Standard for Integrating Perspectives

Eating Disorders

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Shani, age 15: I walked into the kitchen when no one was around, took a slice of bread out of the packet, toasted it, spread butter on it, took a deep breath and bit. Guilty. I spat it in the trash and tossed the rest of it in and walked away. Seconds later I longed for the toast, walked back to the trash, popped open the lid and sifted around in the debris. I found it and contemplated, for minutes, whether to eat it. I brought it close to my nose and inhaled the smell of melted butter. Guilty. Guilty for trashing it. Guilty for craving it. Guilty for tasting it. I threw it back in the trash and walked away. No is no, I told myself. No is no.

…And no matter how hard I would try to always have The Perfect Day in terms of my food, I would feel the guilt every second of every day…. It was my desire to escape the guilt that perpetuated my compulsion to starve.

In time I formulated a more precise list of “can” and “can’t” in my head that dictated what I was allowed or forbidden to consume…. It became my way of life. My manual. My blueprint. But more than that, it gave me false reassurance that my life was under control. I was managing everything because I had this list in front of me telling me what—and what not—to do….

In the beginning, starving was hard work. It was not innate. Day by day I was slowly lured into another world, a world that was ….s rewarding as it was challenging….

That summer, despite the fact that I had lost a lot of weight, my mother agreed to let me go to summer camp with my fifteen-year-old peers, after I swore to her that I would eat. I broke that promise as soon as I got there…. At breakfast time when all the teens raced into the dining hall to grab cereal boxes and bread loaves and jelly tins and peanut butter jars, I sat alone cocooned in my fear. I fingered the plastic packet of a loaf of white sliced bread, took out a piece and tore off a corner, like I was marking a page in a book, onto which I dabbed a blob of peanut butter and jelly the size of a Q-tip. That was my breakfast. Every day. For three weeks.

I tried to get to the showers when everyone else was at the beach so nobody would see me. I heard girls behind me whispering, “That’s the girl I told you about that looks so disgusting.” Someone invariably walked in on me showering and covered her mouth with her hand like I was a dead body. I wished I could disappear into the drain like my hair that was falling out in chunks….

[Upon returning to school] I was labeled the “concentration camp victim.” On my return, over the months everyone watched my body shrink as though it were being vacuum packed in slow motion…. At my lowest weight my hipbones protruded like knuckle bones under my dress and I had to minimize the increments of the belt holes until there was so much extra belt material dangling down that I did away with the belt completely. My shoes were too big for my feet; my ankles were so thin that I wore three pairs of socks at a time and still my shoes would slide off my heels. And my panties were so baggy I secured them with safety pins on the sides so they wouldn’t fall down….

On the home front things were worse than ever…. I locked my door and forbade anyone from entering. Even so, my mother and I had screaming matches every day, with her trying to convince me that “your body needs food as fuel” and me retaliating with “I’m not hungry.” …

For nine months my mother stood by, forbidden to interfere, while I starved myself. She had no idea what was going on, nor did I…. She watched me transform from an innocent, soft, kind, loving girl into a reclusive, vicious, aggressive, defiant teenager…. And there was nothing she could say or do to stop me. She knew that if my weight continued to drop radically that she might lose me. But despite all her desperate attempts to reach out to me ….he had no way of getting through to me….

(Raviv, 2010)

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Are girls and women in Western society destined to struggle with at least some issues of eating and appearance?

It has not always done so, but Western society today equates thinness with health and beauty. In fact, in the United States thinness has become a national obsession. Most of us are as preoccupied with how much we eat as with the taste and nutritional value of our food. Thus it is not surprising that during the past three decades we have also witnessed an increase in two eating disorders that have at their core a morbid fear of gaining weight. Sufferers of anorexia nervosa, like Shani, are convinced that they need to be extremely thin, and they lose so much weight that they may starve themselves to death. People with bulimia nervosa go on frequent eating binges, during which they uncontrollably consume large quantities of food, and then force themselves to vomit or take other extreme steps to keep from gaining weight. A third eating disorder, binge-eating disorder, in which people frequently go on eating binges but do not force themselves to vomit or engage in other such behaviors, also appears to be on the rise. People with binge-eating disorder do not fear weight gain to the same degree as those with anorexia nervosa and bulimia nervosa, but they do have many of the other features found in those disorders (Alvarenga et al., 2014).

The news media have published many reports about eating disorders. One reason for the surge in public interest is the frightening medical consequences that can result from the disorders. The public first became aware of such consequences in 1983 when Karen Carpenter died from medical problems related to anorexia. Carpenter, the 32-year-old lead singer of the soft-rock brother-and-sister duo called the Carpenters, had been enormously successful and was admired by many as a wholesome and healthy model to young women everywhere. Another reason for the current concern is the disproportionate prevalence of anorexia nervosa and bulimia nervosa among adolescent girls and young women.