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Jodie’s Story 101<br />
house and a terrified Jodie followed her, undiscovered, around the<br />
neighborhood. At the same time her mother was capable of warmth<br />
and generosity, and her unpredictability and inconsistency kept<br />
Jodie bound to her (Bergmann 1988).<br />
Children acquiesce masochistically to mistreatment—its echo<br />
may be found in later behavior. Although Jodie was now in therapy<br />
as a young woman, she placed an advertisement in a singles newspaper<br />
and received numerous replies. She met many of the respondents,<br />
often giving them her home phone number. Once she came<br />
close to being raped. When this unsavory character called her back,<br />
she considered going out with him again. I told her how worried I<br />
was about this behavior. “Why would you offer yourself up to him<br />
as his next meal?” Jodie could take me in as a good mother, giving<br />
advice, or perhaps as a waitress serving her food.<br />
After our first meeting, she dreamed the following: “I left work at<br />
9 a.m. to go to lunch, and I stayed until noon. I felt guilty about taking<br />
three hours for lunch. When I woke up, I thought my guilt had<br />
to do with the fact that I wasn’t doing my work.” “Why did it take<br />
three hours?” I asked. She replied, “First we got lost. Then we<br />
couldn’t get the waitress. It seemed like where I work, and it sometimes<br />
seemed like college. I was with my roommate and then with<br />
my boyfriend. I asked the waitress for the special. I think it was<br />
broiled fish, but she brought me a plate of bacon. I don’t even eat<br />
bacon. I didn’t want my boyfriend to pay but then I saw him take<br />
money from his wallet.” In the dream, Jodie felt so hungry that she<br />
needed three hours for lunch. She experienced her relationship with<br />
the waitress/mother in terms of food. The waitress was going to<br />
bring her something special, but it quickly turned bad (into bacon).<br />
Bulimia collapses relationships into an oral experience that fails<br />
because the food turns bad as soon as it is consumed.<br />
Jodie had not mastered waiting. She yearned for immediate gratification,<br />
for that unknown something that she failed to get. Maybe,<br />
as Winnicott suggests, “Nothing happened when something might<br />
profitably have happened” (Winnicott 1974; quoted in Geist 1989,<br />
10). I couldn’t please her. She often told me, “Nothing is happening.<br />
You’re not helping me. You talk too little. I need advice. You don’t<br />
tell me anything I don’t already know.”<br />
We first met in May 1980. She was a slim, boyish-looking woman