When I was about 4 or 3 my dad passed away and well it was just too much for my mom. So I never talked and asked questions about him. I kept every thing bottled up and almost every thing else bottled up too. When I get emotional or sad I take it out on food, and then I run about a mile or so after to get rid of the food. I think there's something wrong with me and when I eat the large amount of food my mom calls me fat or pig. So it just makes me want to eat more, and I end up feeling lonely in the world. What do i do?