Hi all - sorry i've been awol so long. Hope i can explain...
so life post cambridge has been hard. my disordered eating has been an enormous battle to overcome. Funnily enough the holiday wasn't too bad. I gained half a stone, which isn't too terrible, i think, and was fairly 'in control' while i was there. but coming back... *sigh*
two weeks after the end of the holiday i had planned a big party with afternoon tea and then a big boozy 'do' in the evening. and i found it hard to get my head back in the game, which i (weakly) rationalised as being because i knew i had the big weekend coming up. but then in the couple of weeks following the party i struggled too.
there were a few 'red mist-descending' proper binges, and also almost daily secretive detours to eat the most calorific cheating thing i could think of. it was quite interesting, i think i consciously revisited each and every one of my overeating rituals, one after the other as each well-intentioned diet day fell apart at some varied point between breakfast and bedtime. I kind of hoped that if i could get one day under my belt it'd be much easier, but i was mostly very scared.
and that's why i didn't come back. i felt far too vulnerable and ashamed to tell anyone. even y'all.
anyway, as of wednesday of this week, i got that one good day. and then two, and now i'm pretty confident i'll make it to four. and so i feel ok about popping in to tell you all. but not yet ready to come back properly. it's all very fraught and i don't want to think about it too much.
i don't know the total damage, but as of this morning i'm 15lbs over target. which isn't so very bad, but of course, until i lose it, i can't go to get my referral (i never quite got there before new york). and i'm playing the long game. no matter what, i think my CD days are over. i'm massively grateful to it, i wish i'd done it years ago, and i'd recommend it - cautiously - to anyone in my old situation... but i need, for my own mental health and relationship with food, to be able to tackle the issue head on. Because how i'm eating now, 1200kcals/day... that will be it for life. the difference will be that once i'm at goal i will take weekends off. so what i'm training myself to eat now, i can't think of it as a diet. i have to train myself to think of it as normal.
i always said i'd do therapy at this point, but life has other plans and we're trying to buy a house so i can't really afford it. finally ebaying all my plus sized clothes to try and pay for the conveyancing etc, so there's certainly no spare dosh for therapy. maybe in the future.
what i have found interesting is that while i was happy with my body at a size 24, i'm suddenly repulsed by the way my body had bloated in the last month or so. which is something i've never experienced before, but on balance i think is a good thing. it's encouraging me to nip things in the bud.
anyway, that's me. i'll bugger off for now, because i still feel quite unready to read about the successes of CD, but if i can get a few more days under my belt, i'll come back, have a good old catch up, and tell you about new york.
thanks for thinking of me. i've been thinking of you. xxxx