Hi Karen- I'll definitely look up Life Without Ed. Sounds like a really useful read.
I do take laxatives daily, but I don't abuse them (often) to the extent I once did and I think I suffer such problems with constipation now due to my past history of serious, daily laxative abuse. I wouldn't recommend it.
This is a tough one. I'm sure you know that a very high fiber diet would probably allow you to wean off the laxatives, but that would require eating and not purging the foods with the fiber.
I shouldn't really say it but the truth is I don't care about my health, so I've bought entirely into the self destructive path of my eating disorder. I am supposed to take a multi-vitamin daily, plus quite a high dose of Vitamin D and calcium...
I wonder if buying these supplements and keeping them out on the kitchen counter to look at every day, day after day, would put a chink in the armor of that self destructive thinking. Then maybe forcing yourself to take them once a week for a specific period of time- say one month- after which time you can promise to re-evaluate (so you don't feel trapped into taking them.)
I haven't called my DBT coach, yet. The frustrating thing is I purged and took a laxative (couldn't purge it all) last night and it didn't occur to me
at all to call her until long after the fact. I think in the moment, I don't feel like I need help b/c purging IS the help.

The need to purge is so uncomfortable that of course purging is the solution to feel good, again.

I have the feeling you know what I mean! Just another manifestation of being so entrenched (<- great descriptive word for it, btw) in the dysfunctional thinking. It almost seems like I need
someone else in my head with an alarm bell to sound off when I get into that thinking!
I think I'm realizing part of the problem is not allowing myself to be human- not forgiving myself for my mishaps. "Edie," as you call it, is the ultimate perfectionist- never allowing me to screw up, not even the tiniest bit. And it's always ramping up the perfectionist standards so they get harder and harder to reach. The more I mess up, the more I need to be punished, to make amends by paying a price (purging and starving.) At some point, I've convinced myself that if I try just a
little harder, purge and starve a little better, I can reach that standard. And THAT will be success.

Even with my hair falling out, the headaches and sinus congestion and fatigue and the "shakes" and the sneaking around, the gut pain and heart palpitations muscle cramping.. even with all that I feel like I need to keep pushing- Pain = progress.