After a night of binging over the guilt of eating liver, I realized I never hated myself or loathed how I looked while I was vegan.
Binge eating seemed to pale in comparison to heroin addiction and alcoholism. Then the producers actually called.
Not for diet reasons, but because I literally can't stop returning to the kitchen to shove it in my maw, regardless of whether I'm hungry, to the point that I actually make myself sick. Good times.