I was just wondering because I used to do this, eat and eat and eat and eat until I felt sick (I wouldn't necessarily always through up, but I'd feel the need to and occasionally I would - not in a bulimic way where I would force myself, in a way where it'd come up whether I liked it or not). I'd eat for enjoyment but I'd eat so much it'd be like torture. I've stopped doing that now though. Although there have been times in the past where as soon as anything goes wrong I'll turn to food, for comfort, through boredom, whatever reason there was to eat... I'd eat. Food would be like a solace and a saviour. My safe place.