God it's so frustrating!!!
Everytime I take 2 steps forward I seem to take one step back! The only thing saving me from total self-disgust is that I can see it's only one step back but it's not making it feel any better really.
Friday evening I felt great about CD etc... felt really in the zone... tried on my pair of "goal jeans" (size 14 from Asda bought 4 years ago.. still with tags on) and whereas before xmas they barely came up past my knees now I can get them nearly up over my bum! I was so thrilled and I went to bed in a great mood.
Saturday morning I got up and was all set to go out and meet the leader of the local cycling club for my assessment bike ride and 15 minutes before I met him I cancelled via text with some stupid excuse about having a stomach bug!! I mean I was sitting there in my cycling clothes and I just bailed!! Why???? I just remember feeling scared .. but what of I am not so sure. Scared of failing? Scared of looking stupid? Scared of succeeding? Scared of committing to something? Scared of getting out of my comfort zone? Scared of getting well and facing the reality of going back to work?
I also felt resentful of my sister... that I feel I always tend to initiate contact and extend the invites to do something. My therapist says resentment is an expression of hurt so I guess I felt/feel hurt. It feels that she does not wonder what I am doing and in not wondering does not care. I sometimes feel that I could go out and do something and if something happened to me no-one (or do I mean just my sister and brother?) would realise for days
Or is that just my addiction rationalising for me the excuse I need to give in to my drug?
I also decided yesterday to go visit my brother in Sweden again (only for 3 days and this time I will email my sis in law in advance about being on CD so I will NOT be eating and she knows not to expect me to eat) because I really want to see my nephews again. I also want to talk to my brother.. not about the past .. but about how we are with each other now.. that how he doesn't reply to emails or texts makes me feel forgotten and "less"... if that makes sense.
So I think I knew that once I had cancelled the cycling thing the addiction pre-occupation (
The Three Stages of Drug Addiction | The Canyon - Malibu, California) had begun and it was only a matter of time... in fact (like all addicts) I felt disappointed with myself but also defiant at the same time. I could have so easily (and the thought crossed my mind) texted my sister, admitted I was feeling lonely and she would have immediately asked me to come down) but I didn't/ refused to do that... to spite myself??? No .. instead I cracked open the biscuit pack that has been inside for 2 weeks and took it to bed and ate it while lying in bed reading.
So then I started justifying... I would "have pizza and ice-cream tonight" and then tomorrow (Sunday) I would hit the gym hard and exercise it off... I could have my cake and eat it... but of course Sunday (today) saw me going to the shop for the Sunday paper and chocolate. And I've alternated between self-pity, anger, depression, promises not to do it again etc all day. But i've also face some more truths about myself... I am an addict.... I know that theoretically and thought I had accepted it but it seems I had buried that acceptance.. that is back now. I have to face the reality that having that first bit of sugar is risking a full on binge. Like an alcoholic I have to face the fact that for me sugar/white flour is off the menu for me if I want to stop addiction controlling my life and becoming progressively worse... because there is no "controlling" addiction... you are either a user or you aren't.
I also realised that being back in contact with my ex is not doing me any good (we've been back in text contact about a week). I've realised I wanted that to make me feel better, less lonely.. but ultimately it just makes me feel more lonely no matter what lies I tell myself about how it means nothing. It might not mean anything from the point of view that I don't love him anymore (not even sure I really like him) but it does mean something from the point of view that he as a destructive influence in my life and that it says something about my core beliefs and self esteem levels that I justify choosing to let that influence back in. So I have deleted all the numbers and am going "No Contact" (
The No Contact Rule | Baggage Reclaim) as I know this is the only way forwards. I HAVE TO stop looking for validation from others and learn to find it in myself!!!
I'm also scared about going back to work... I was supposed to speak to the work Dr on Friday and sat waiting for the call but there was a mix-up with the appointment so now I have to wait until Wednesday. This is the most well (psychologically) that I have felt in relation to my depression in 2-3 years and I am so scared of it going back... scared that my changes in my core beliefs are not on firm foundations yet and that the work thing will cause them to crumble .. .that I won't be able to keep work within the psychological boundaries it needs.... that old habits will creep back in and send me back to where I was.
So the last bits of chocolate are going in the bin and CD starts again from now. I am not going to justify having more food tonight by saying I can start again tomorrow.. I have to start again now by drinking water for the next hour or two before bed to try and start flushing the sugar out.
Lots to talk to my therapist on Tuesday about methinks.....