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I just want to say..

I'm having a super shitty day and I'm pissed off because I can't eat my troubles away.  And while I DO know that after eating the trouble only multiplies - I'm still pissed off.  I want my food back.

*stomping my foot*

Who can I sue for this craptastic hand I was dealt and this stupid addiction.  Why can't I be normal and - well - hell if I even know what normal IS!?!  

Ok.  Deep breath.  Back to my lunch of a salad and some brown rice.  I'll just pretend it's giant heaping spoonfulls of mac and cheese, cheesy potato mushroom bake, and a family size bag of chips. 

PS.  Does anyone want a 16 year old school skipping but otherwise pretty good teenage girl????  Please?!!  Disclaimer:  She likely has the same food addictions and binge tendencies I do. 


TTFN,
LauraLynne

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Dr. Fat To Fit said…
Sorry you're having one of those days. I have them too. I came in to the office and there were 2 big tubs of yummy bagels and flavored cream cheese. Bastards. Hang in there. As far as the 16 year old...busy enough with my nearly 13 year old boy who is grumpy and not getting his school work done. My 6 year old girl who I SWEAR is already hormonal and emotional. Poor kid she's my daughter. And my 4 year old who continues to jump off shit, color on shit and cut anything she can with scissors because I guess it is fun. Parenthood...
THANK YOU for posting this! I think we don't talk often enough about how we MISS our "drug" of choice when we finally give it up. It DOES suck sometimes.

Sorry you're having a day.
V-time said…
If I can help...
Do you eat breakfast? Do you drink 2 glasses of water in the morning before breakfast(and lunch, and dinner)?
Do you drink chicory?
Do you eat any provocative high GI food that increases your appetite?
LauraLynne said…
V -
I do eat breakfast - I eat before I leave the house at 6:30 - then again at 8. Fruit at 6:30 then oatmeal at 8. 10am is a snack - that just depends on what's available. fruit or veggie typically though.
Throughout the day I drink 4.5L of water starting when I get to work at 7:30 and continuing until I go to bed. My diet is very boring day to day and there wasn't anything out of the ordinary.
It was merely an emotional response to a craptastic day. As an addict, I turn to food rather than dealing with emotions - or at least that's the pattern I'm trying to break.
Thank you for the insightful help though
V-time said…
Personally I would not drink more than 2-2.5L of water a day(unless you do a very extensive physical work and sweat a lot, and have to compensate your electrolytes) but I drink water 30-40min before each meal.No water for 1 hour after a meal, and no drinking after dinner.
Check my menu, try it, let me know if you feel any difference.
For the last 10 months this diet became my lifestyle and I easily control my emotions and appetite as well.
LauraLynne said…
I've always drank a lot of water - much less than that and I get headaches and dehydrated. I do work out 1-2 hours a day - some days more.
As for the foods and hunger, if physical hunger were the issue, this would be simple and I would never have gotten obese and had to work through issues. My "hunger" is my addiction, it's not related to the foods that I eat, it's more related to 30 years of emotional eating. It's hard to explain if you haven't experienced it.
Raegun said…
Your day can only get better from here, right? Good for you for not giving in to temptation at a stressful time.
Rae
xo

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