Atropos
Gold Member
BeI had a serious wobble last night and coping with it helped me to a major revelation.
I suddenly realised that "comfort eating" should really be called "dis-comfort eating" - trying to make an uncomfortable situation comfortable by eating, and that sometimes it would help to concentrate on the discomfort, not to the food.
What happened is that at 5 oclock I started to get flashing lights in one eye, visited the optician next to the office who bundled me straight into a taxi to the A&E department of an Eye Hospital, and I spent the next 4 hours all alone having things poked into my face and preparing myself for the possible surgery and sight loss. Crumbs!
Finally the verdict was in - there was a small area of damage, but it probably wouldn't get any worse and I could go home. Phew!
And then, on the way home (unable to focus because of the drops) I needed to sit down, smelt chips frying and decided I was off Dukan for the night. I mean, who could blame me? How could I have the motivation to walk past. I felt awful and I wanted to feel better.
This is when something else kicked in, that saved me. I remembered that I was uncomfortable because of the shock about my eyes, not because of the diet.
As soon as I realised that it was not the diet/my fat that was making me uncomfortable but something very different the urge to eat started ebbing away.
I had transfered genuinely horrible feelings about one set of circumstance (fear that I was going blind) to another more familiar one ("I'm fat and I hate not eating what I want").
As soon as the horrible feelings were back where they belonged (on the events of the evening) I had just enough will power to walk past the chips and do what I would for a friend who had had a similar shock. I sat down and had a cup of tea instead.
I don't know if this will work every time, but next time I have a wobble I'm going try to concentrate on the real problems (money, work, neighbours, my mother!) instead of letting myself make it all about not being allowed chips and chocolate.
Sorry for the ramble. It's nice to have someone to talk to about it!
I suddenly realised that "comfort eating" should really be called "dis-comfort eating" - trying to make an uncomfortable situation comfortable by eating, and that sometimes it would help to concentrate on the discomfort, not to the food.
What happened is that at 5 oclock I started to get flashing lights in one eye, visited the optician next to the office who bundled me straight into a taxi to the A&E department of an Eye Hospital, and I spent the next 4 hours all alone having things poked into my face and preparing myself for the possible surgery and sight loss. Crumbs!
Finally the verdict was in - there was a small area of damage, but it probably wouldn't get any worse and I could go home. Phew!
And then, on the way home (unable to focus because of the drops) I needed to sit down, smelt chips frying and decided I was off Dukan for the night. I mean, who could blame me? How could I have the motivation to walk past. I felt awful and I wanted to feel better.
This is when something else kicked in, that saved me. I remembered that I was uncomfortable because of the shock about my eyes, not because of the diet.
As soon as I realised that it was not the diet/my fat that was making me uncomfortable but something very different the urge to eat started ebbing away.
I had transfered genuinely horrible feelings about one set of circumstance (fear that I was going blind) to another more familiar one ("I'm fat and I hate not eating what I want").
As soon as the horrible feelings were back where they belonged (on the events of the evening) I had just enough will power to walk past the chips and do what I would for a friend who had had a similar shock. I sat down and had a cup of tea instead.
I don't know if this will work every time, but next time I have a wobble I'm going try to concentrate on the real problems (money, work, neighbours, my mother!) instead of letting myself make it all about not being allowed chips and chocolate.
Sorry for the ramble. It's nice to have someone to talk to about it!