Insomnia has been a part of my life for most of my life.
I tried everything, but nothing brought sleep. I hated the night. Sometimes, I’d drink and binge, just so I wouldn’t have to go to bed and lay sleepless.
One time, I took Ambien. I had heard that sometimes, you don’t know what you’re doing when your on it, but I took my chances.
This particular night, I had just moved to the apartment over my brother’s garage out in West New Jersey. The apartment is all the way in the back, basically in the woods.
So, I took my Ambien and the next thing I knew, it was morning. I sat up and noticed that I was surrounded by container after container of Chinese food – enough to feed a nice family generously!
How did this happen? I have no idea. I don’t remember one moment of it.
I’d just moved there – how did I give directions to the delivery guys? How did I find a place to order from – I didn’t know the area at all?
Pretty creepy that I don’t remember a guy coming to my door. I don’t remember paying him.
Worse yet – I’m never particularly fully dressed when I’m around my apartment, particularly if I’m planning to go to sleep! YIKES.
But what I do know – a woman with an eating disorder, when compromised, WILL EAT COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF FOOD. Anytime, any place.