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Originally Posted by xty
kaplods - Just wanted to say I really appreciated the well thought out post on the dependence vs addiction...as well as the personal side of the story you shared. Regardless of whether I agree or not, it made me think harder about my perspective.
I am not trying to take sides or anything, but generally I welcome convos that encourage further critical thinking. Not about right vs wrong, but I enjoy being pushed to think harder about a subject
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I think you "get" what I'm trying to say more than anyone else in this thread. I'm not asking anyone to agree with me, but I am suggesting that sometimes "thinking harder" is necessary.
Most of my life (since my first diet at age 5) I've thought of weight loss as simple, and me the biggest idiot on the planet for not getting it (which was quite a mystery since I excelled at most things I tried). And I never understood why something so simple could be so complicated (and I found out it was, because it is complicated).
I kept trying to force myself into a reality I didn't fit into, and wondered why I kept failing. But how do you find a reality that you don't know exists or worse a reality that you believe is a dangerous lie. I knew low-carb existed, but I thought it was not only unhealthy, but dangerous. Of course I never considered it my possible salvation. I ran as far from it as I could.
I stumbled over a couple of things in the last few years, that had I learned when I was 12, instead of in my mid 40's, would have changed the entire course of my life and mostly for the better. I can only say that I can't regret meeting my husband, but so many things would have been better. The only thing that makes it bearable is knowing that it could be much worse - if not for contact with two doctors, I'd be in a much worse place today.
I feel like I've spent years and years bashing my head against a thick brick wall, throwing myself harder and harder against the bricks, getting bloodier and bloodier, only to be shown (after more than 35 years of head-bashing) the location of a window in the wall. I still have to climb the wall and make it through the window, but that's a heck of a lot easier and less painful than trying to make it through the wall using my skull as a battering ram.
Maybe I would have eventually gotten through the wall "billy goat style" but I think I would still much rather take the window, and do wish I'd found the window before I'd done serious brain and body damage (which I hope isn't permanent, though I suspect some of it probably is).