I read a few posts today from others on why they eat the food they do and what is used to fill the void. I have spent most of the day analysing how this topic relates to me and why I have become the weight I now am. Of course I haven't come up with the answer but one thing keeps sticking out for me and it's the instant gratification food gives me.Whenever I am feeling crappy either emotionally or physically or sometimes both I eat.Food in any family is usually a big deal,for me as a kid we used it as a time to bond as a family unit,we celebrated with it,we commisserated with it and we were rewarded with it.Food is the ultimate quickie, it's accessible,affordable and comes in a variety of taste sensations.
I must admit I have known this for some time so was not able to shout "Eureka" or utter that line from My Fair Lady "I think she's got it". I am though able to recognise and reflect on it. I'm a bit of a pragmatist, shit happens and then you die - I recognise my shit, I don't like it, but it happened and now I must get on with things. I have a long way to go but things seems a little brighter, the light is there at the end of the tunnel even though it's a long way off.When I go for a food reward I think. I think, will this cake fix my problems,will this bag of chips ease my pain.Sometimes I succumb others I don't, but the important thing is I'm thinking, it takes some practise but I'm thinking.
MIGHT.... SEW!
14 hours ago
4 comments:
Being aware of that background is definitely important so that you can take the steps you're taking to ask yourself whether what you're craving is actually what you're seeking. You're right that thinking about it consistently is a leap forward--or at least it has been for me, too!
The food and sex life...well guess I'm a cow for the lack in my sex life for a couple of yrs now...
I am definately an emotional eater!
I think that we get to a point in our journey that we suddenly click and start thinking about what is going into our mouths...
I remember the days when my car (not me...) would pull up outside the milk bar and i would automatically buy a chocolate bar and get back in my car and eat it on the way home from work... every friggin day!!! and I wouldnt even give it a second thought... Now today..i cant remember the last time I hate a whole chocolate bar... I am so concious of everythng that goes into my mouth...
doesnt mean i dont do it.. because sometimes i do open that monster bag of corn chips.. but now i dont eat them all..(unless i am under the influence) I have some.. then put them back in the pantry...
We train our minds... and in time..it all comes together.. and it will be second nature to us to eat in moderation...
We will get there... ;o)
Keep up the awesome work..
It definatly is food for thought! Some days we feel in control and others we don't. Freedom doesn't come without sacrifice does it?
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