Overeating: is there a plan B?

Hi all, After sipping my OJ yesterday for the first time, I really felt my stomach 'waking up' as if it was saying; good we ended that, now let's eat! I repressed the urge to (I know how bad a binge after fasting is) but just to cover all corners: Say I would fall of the wagon and overeat? What then? Is it possible to 'get on the wagon' again and remedy your mistake or are the benefits really lost forever? Is there a plan B for when things go wrong?

I'm asking this because after my previous fast I was fed by my worried parents and they gave me a heavy meal to say the least. I ate until I kind of felt ill. After that I was depressed and disgusted with myself, feeding my parents belief that fasting was rubbish.

Now here in London my parents don't know anything, but I've gotten comments from my colleagues today and rumors are going on that I have an eating disorder. (because I lost so much weight in such a short time) I have the feeling they're going to 'ambush' me for a dinner out and probably won't take a no for an answer. They were already suspicious when I fed my teacher the story about being nauseous and they wouldn't understand if I told them the real reason. (I overheard one of them in a discussion about fasting saying it was 'for crazy people')

Tommorow is payday, I'm working and I have a feeling in my gut that they'll ask me out. I know I don't have any good excuses, especially since I showed up all energized this evening. I don't have friends to use as an excuse either. Worst case scenario: I go, I can't control myself (in the end) and overeat. Throwing it up in a toilet is not an option, simply because I cannot force myself to do that. So I'll be left with junk in my body and feel absolutely miserable.

So, if this happens, what to do? I know how to properly break a fast thanks to you, but what things get messed up?

Thanks for reading! I know I sound paranoid, but I'm surrounded by these people every day and they ALL noticed. One of them commented he hasn't seen me eating in the last couple of weeks and asked me bluntly if I was starving myself. I told him off ofcourse (he's one of those that have never missed a meal in their lives) but it has me worried. And to be honest: if there is a plan B out there, I'll sleep better at night. Not an excuse for an eating frenzy, but a assurance that not ALL hope is lost after failure. I know I will be very bitter if my hard work is ruined by my colleagues worries considering my little person. Tweet