you're fighting the good fight girl.
i marvel at your determination and planning with your WW. when reading this i felt for you, i felt for me, i felt for anyone who has had to battle with food demons. the thing about the food demon...you end up battling with the very thing your body has to have to survive, which makes it a much tougher fight.
it sounds like you are being sensible and working within your means...that's all we can all aspire to do. you go!!!! i'm glad to hear that you are doing this for health reasons and not vanity because you have to remember...a number on a scale does not define you.
i have my own "issues". i'd like to share. i haven't shared this part of me yet, only one person knows what i have been going through in regards to this....i
've mentioned that i have lost almost 50 lbs since RB left??? errrr. yeah. not really a great thing. i mean the weight loss was great, i needed to lose it and still have a ways to go, but...
i used to drown myself in food when i was depressed. when he left it was like my appetite left with him. the immediate knee jerk reaction is..."Wow! that's great" but...see..it's not. i would (and still do) say to myself...if you eat that you suck..if you eat that then you are not strong...the only way to show you are strong is to suffer" it's effed up. it's nothing i have EVER experienced in my life. i ended up (and still do) eat over the course of a day what some people eat in one meal. i'm pretty methodical and precise about it...it's just weird.
i have diabetes. i have to keep enough food in my system to not pass out into a diabetic coma. there have been days where my body was shaking so badly, sweat pouring out of me, lips chattering and trembling, unable to type and do my work, ready to hit the floor and crying because my blood sugar was sooooo low and i knew, i knew that i HAD to eat something and didn't want to, because in my mind it means i'm not strong. so i would eat 1/2 a bite of a candy bar and expect that to save me from a coma. heh. not so much. luckily i didn't fall so far down the abyss that i let myself get to coma stage. i check my blood sugar regularly at home and work and pretty much eat only when i have to.
it seems like when i stray from my norm my tummy can't handle it anymore, i end up throwing up. i've thrown up at work lately more than once.
i'm not skinny, i don't have to worry about losing too much weight. it's the demon that's the concern. the demon that tells me that to prove my strength and not be in pain i have to suffer, i have to kick my own ass and show it who's boss....
i don't know. that probably sounds like really weird, whiny, ranty, baby, shit. the thing i must express...i am 33 freekin years old. i have NEVER had any issues like this. i'm assuming it will pass, it has to pass, it will pass with the memories of heartbreak. i hope. cuz i really want to eat some effin chocolate, but i can't, it makes me sick right now.
One tip I can't say enough is that you should be eating a little bit of everything. It is not good to starve yourself or to deny. If you deny yourself certain things it makes it harder.
So start with the cheese, what would I need to give up to have a bit of cheese?? am I willing to give up all of that for a bit of cheese?? DAMN RIGHT I AM so have the cheese, cheese is good... cheese is yummeee but don't berate yourself because you can't now NOT have the other stuff.... a little bit of everything is the spice of life and as long as you know that you are beautiful then those spices will help you get healthy! ♥
{sitting with a racing mind thinking of what to say without sounding like a know it all and being all ive been there to i know what your going through crapola}
.................I know, ill speak in fragments....and my own experiences...
im 21...I used to weigh 350 pounds...Im down to 250 pounds...now im gaining again bc im preggo and really wanna shoot myself in the face for gaining...Im very scared for myself. The pressure, the drive, the people who tell u "just do it", "just excersize", "just eat less", how bad you want to. Asking yourself "why cant i be normal"....Its a complete mind fuck. Its hard, its near impossible...Im scared i wont be able to lose my baby weight and reach my ultimate goal. I wasnt finished losing weight when i became pregnant. Sheer fear of failure, disapointment in myself. If only crying for weightloss achieved it. If only begging God to make u thin worked. Shopping in the fat girl section. Worried about weight limits on ladders. Avoiding ferris wheels scared u wont fit inside. The embarrisment of exposing your body to anyone. Watching the sticks on the television. Wondering why or how your man could look at you without puking. Hating everyone who is naturally thin. Hating your body and yourself....
I get it...I cry to be thin all the time. Ive lost 100+ pounds and I still hate my body. I still feel like a grosse cow...
I think i will always feel like a cow until i can have mariah carey's body...
Soon ill be complaining about the loose skin and sag because ive lost sooo much weight...
I dont think ill ever be happy with the way my body looks...
But atleast WE can be healthy, that will have to do until i can exterminate every woman on the planet who has a better body than I do...
Good luck hege, its a long and usually lonely road. But its worth it. And i believe you can do it. Please come vent to me with any problems or questions...I can help and comfort. I do believe we are floating in the same boat.
Luv u!
Christina
subway is the best.. i eat there cause hole allgery thing... but for fast food i go there. i get me a grilled chicken salad with vinger and oil... and veggies. and cheese... it is yummy.. ps dont get the pre cuts akins chicken its gross... get the grilled ones :)
i no this sounds like a lie i dont miss the pork and beef.. i mean i like to smell a good burger..and love to smell bacon. but i been without so long i dont miss them...
and rice cakes are the best... i buy them all the time..... and u no them kids snacky stuff... like fruit roll ups.. some of them are good for you.. maybe them will be ok.
just have fun with it! hope your meaning went well.