Obesity Support Group
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Thanksgiving is over. We're entering the next phase of the holidays. I plan to go into it on a low carb lif3estyle. And I start that lifestyle tomorrow. It's more of a detox, really. I want all this shit out of my system. I want the bloating and iritability to go away.
However, tonight (today) is my last day to eat whatever. So I thought long and hard about what I was hungry for. I went to the store and purchased what I wanted. I won't eat all of it -- I already feel sick after four cinnamon rolls and a few Ding Dongs and chips. (Ding Dongs! I can't believe I sacrifice my health and sanity for something called a Ding Dong!)
I am trying to give myself permission to do this. A planned binge. One that should be okay. I know that I will feel so much better when I get back on my low-carb living. I always do. I sleep better, I wake better, I move better throughout the day. I know that my b/f will support me, too, and that helps tremendously.
I've binged so much this year. I've gained almost 50 pounds, and it looks it.That's in addition to the 30 lbs I gained last year. I feel like hell. Really rotten and really weak. To have come as far as I did (went from 281 to 170) only to fall off the wagon and do this to myself AGAIN makes me angry.
I did buy a blood glucose monitor and am checking my blood sugar every morning. So far, it's been great: far below 126 -- over which is diabetes range. This morning it was 87. Excellent.
Eating low carb is the only way I can regain control of my life again. I wish I could eat things like oatmeal and apples and whole grain breads, but I can't. My body doesn't like it -- it makes me feel sluggish and bloated and keeps weight on me.
I want to find out why I abuse food the way I do and determine what my triggers are, exactly. Do I use it for comfort, or out of habit or boredom, or as a big "f"*ck you" to everyone who thinks I should stop or who has humiliated me? Food has always been an issue for me -- something I wrestled with back and forth with my family, something I was denied, something I sought, something I wanted. I have always associated food with guilt and badness.
I may not have started this problem or created it, and my weight and cravings and body type might not even be all my fault (hello genetics.) But unfortunately, it's under my guidance and control, and it's up to me to man the vehicle. I am so SICK of having this be a theme in my life. I want it to be something I manage and something that I leave on the sideline.
I don't know how I got lucky enough to find a boyfriend who thinks I am lovely. And he really, truly does. I don't think he's blowing smoke up my ass. I am so thankful for him. (He's pretty lucky too, because I am very adoring and a helluva girlfriend. hee hee!) I'm just glad he's not one of those assholes hounding me about how I look or telling me what I need to do. I think he trusts me to make the right choices for myself.
I need help with this. There are days I will want to binge. I will be cranky in the beginning when I am ridding my system of all this crap. I will be discouraged when I don't lose as much weight as I want. But the weight will come off. It may take me a year to lose what it took me a year to gain, but that's okay. That's only fair, right?
Has anyone gone through the gain-lose-gain it back scenario?
However, tonight (today) is my last day to eat whatever. So I thought long and hard about what I was hungry for. I went to the store and purchased what I wanted. I won't eat all of it -- I already feel sick after four cinnamon rolls and a few Ding Dongs and chips. (Ding Dongs! I can't believe I sacrifice my health and sanity for something called a Ding Dong!)
I am trying to give myself permission to do this. A planned binge. One that should be okay. I know that I will feel so much better when I get back on my low-carb living. I always do. I sleep better, I wake better, I move better throughout the day. I know that my b/f will support me, too, and that helps tremendously.
I've binged so much this year. I've gained almost 50 pounds, and it looks it.That's in addition to the 30 lbs I gained last year. I feel like hell. Really rotten and really weak. To have come as far as I did (went from 281 to 170) only to fall off the wagon and do this to myself AGAIN makes me angry.
I did buy a blood glucose monitor and am checking my blood sugar every morning. So far, it's been great: far below 126 -- over which is diabetes range. This morning it was 87. Excellent.
Eating low carb is the only way I can regain control of my life again. I wish I could eat things like oatmeal and apples and whole grain breads, but I can't. My body doesn't like it -- it makes me feel sluggish and bloated and keeps weight on me.
I want to find out why I abuse food the way I do and determine what my triggers are, exactly. Do I use it for comfort, or out of habit or boredom, or as a big "f"*ck you" to everyone who thinks I should stop or who has humiliated me? Food has always been an issue for me -- something I wrestled with back and forth with my family, something I was denied, something I sought, something I wanted. I have always associated food with guilt and badness.
I may not have started this problem or created it, and my weight and cravings and body type might not even be all my fault (hello genetics.) But unfortunately, it's under my guidance and control, and it's up to me to man the vehicle. I am so SICK of having this be a theme in my life. I want it to be something I manage and something that I leave on the sideline.
I don't know how I got lucky enough to find a boyfriend who thinks I am lovely. And he really, truly does. I don't think he's blowing smoke up my ass. I am so thankful for him. (He's pretty lucky too, because I am very adoring and a helluva girlfriend. hee hee!) I'm just glad he's not one of those assholes hounding me about how I look or telling me what I need to do. I think he trusts me to make the right choices for myself.
I need help with this. There are days I will want to binge. I will be cranky in the beginning when I am ridding my system of all this crap. I will be discouraged when I don't lose as much weight as I want. But the weight will come off. It may take me a year to lose what it took me a year to gain, but that's okay. That's only fair, right?
Has anyone gone through the gain-lose-gain it back scenario?
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
I worked out a few years ago and went from 240 down to 175 then back up again to 270 then a few months ago i went to a dr and i lost 40. now i have gained back 30. siiiggghhh... the dr is too expensive to go to but the part of myself that i dont understand is I have the tools to take control... but i dont. I continue to eat and eat.
like tonight... i came home and ate a sandwich, cheese, and a whole pizza. WTF?! a whole pizza?!!!
no rhyme or reason.. just to eat...oh, and cookies.
well, i wish you luck honey, and I am going to be on this group alot so i can gain some inspiriation.
Keep me posted and im here for you.
ps.. u are very lucky that you have found someone. I cant even get a date so as long as he is supportive and good to you then hang on to him!!
You know, I know that what we put in our pieholes has a lot to do with our weight, but one day, I swear to you, the experts and scientists are gonna come out and say, oh gee! Genetics really do have a lot to do with weight!
I know that this is a fight I will fight for the rest of my life. The mistake I made last time was thinking that I had it licked. I let myself get distracted and lazy. And I have to watch what I eat every day. Like a hawk. One day of indiscretion turns into a week, into a month, yada yada.
Karri, Girl, I am an old member of the Entire Pizza Club. Trust me. I know so well how that feels. And you think, Why am I doing this? I'm not hungry!
I think we eat for a million, frillion reasons. For me, there's not just one.
Yes, I love my b/f deeply, but I haven't shared with him that I am addicted to food. Luckily, he is wonderful and I don't think he'd judge me because he's been through it, too.
(By the way, we met on match.com. I was very upfront about my size and so that just wasn't an issue. You'd be amazed by how many guys don't care about that crap.)