Cake'n'eat it
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This thread has struck Major chords with me. When I'm stressed or feeling inder pressure ( or just plain bored) I have a desparate hunger that will onll be satisfied with Rice Cakes and wine. I will eat and drink til the hunger goes away and i just feel numb. I have no thoughts of enjoyment or pleasure while I eat, in fact I have very little awareness at all. I had some hypno therapy before I started lighter life and was told that what I was feeling was emotional hunger but my mind at some point had hardwired so that I cannot tell the difference between that and real physical hunger. I think I have ignore my body for so long that I just don't know when I'm really hungry any more. The therapist told me that emotional hunger comes on very suddenly and will only be satisfied by certain foods. Whereas physical hunger comes on slowly and can always wait - physical hungers will be satisfied by anything. I have started to recognise the difference between the two and have to ask myself what do I really want.
I went away for the weekend for my Birthday to a lovely cottage full of home-baked shortbread and cakes, bacon and eggs and fresh juice in the fridge, fresh multigrain bread and a bottle of red wine ( with pringles!). I have been ssing for 6 weeks and it was purgatory. I didn't want just a taste , I wanted to gorge. I could imagine just having a little - I am really not safe to be left alone with food - how mad is that? Well in the end I got over the panic - I recognised that I just wanted to reward myself for my Birthday and my Adult piped up that it wouldn't be a reward but sabbotage.
Saved that time but each day is a tight rope waiting to fall hoplessly out of control.
I went away for the weekend for my Birthday to a lovely cottage full of home-baked shortbread and cakes, bacon and eggs and fresh juice in the fridge, fresh multigrain bread and a bottle of red wine ( with pringles!). I have been ssing for 6 weeks and it was purgatory. I didn't want just a taste , I wanted to gorge. I could imagine just having a little - I am really not safe to be left alone with food - how mad is that? Well in the end I got over the panic - I recognised that I just wanted to reward myself for my Birthday and my Adult piped up that it wouldn't be a reward but sabbotage.
Saved that time but each day is a tight rope waiting to fall hoplessly out of control.