Going through a quarter-life crisis.. yuck.
Hey everyone,
I'm Alli. I'm 22 years old. A year and a half ago, when I was taking medication from my doctor at college for ADD I had ZERO appetite and was at an all-time low of 138. (Seriously, sometimes I forgot to eat. I was never hungry. Don't you want to slap that me? Because I do.) Since then I've graduated college (a year early), moved back home, broken up with a boyfriend and opened a 7-11 store with my brother. I've also become 180 pounds.
7-11 is open 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Over the past summer, when the store had just opened, I was spending 80 hours a week at work. This meant that I was eating 100% of my meals there, and obviously they were never good choices. That's not to say that there aren't healthy options there, but I sure as **** wasn't making them. I think I was telling myself, "Oh Alli, you're working so hard and such ridiculous hours! Just eat whatever you can think of. Whatever's easiest. Whatever makes you happy." Because personally, I really wasn't happy then. I broke up with my boyfriend of two years (but honestly, good riddance to him!), I had just finished college, just returned from an AMAZING experience studying abroad in Australia, was abruptly forced to stop taking my ADD medication not because of a doctor's decision but really because I had moved out of Massachusetts, where I went to college, back to NY and didn't have a doctor/time to find one to get a prescription, and I was stuck working in a store that I had given up my entire senior year of college fun for to be successful but all I could think about was how much I wanted to be back in Australia. Why wouldn't I? I was skinny and basically on vacation there the entire time. But really, I felt like I was in my prime there. 155 pounds and the happiest I can remember.
Since then things have sort of spiraled. I don't have to be at the store as much, maybe like 50 hours a week now, but I don't have a social life because all of my friends are still in their last year of school. I joined the gym, and I've been going 4-5 days a week after work, I even have a spin class, a yoga class and a step class that I "enjoy" attending. I've been doing Freshology, a super expensive all-natural meal delivery service from California, since January. They've got horrible customer service but delicious food if you're considering it. I have breakfast, lunch, dinner and desert (around 1100 calories a day) already prepared for me, and I thought it would be good for my work situation since I can just bring the food with me and not have to worry about making any decisions. But I've been on it since January and I've really only lost about 5 pounds. I'm not stupid, I know why - it's me, of course.
How could I have let this happen? How could I have gotten here? I can't control what I put inside me. I come home from work, have my tiny dinner and desert, and then find myself sitting on the couch next to my father (who is not healthy) envisioning myself when I was little with a big bowl of popcorn and all my siblings watching a movie and having fun. Now it's 7 pm and I want that popcorn. It makes no matter that my siblings are married, in their own houses, or at college still, but I still want the popcorn. And once I start, I can't stop. It's like that with everything. I know I'm trying to comfort myself with food. I know it's not right. I know I'm never actually hungry. To be honest, I think I'm bored. But I'm having the hardest time of my life trying to control it.
I have 7 weeks left on the Freshology plan. That's 7 weeks of 7 days a week meals prepared for me. The point of it was supposed to be that I don't have to think. It's fool-proof, or at least it's supposed to be. Now it's so clearly up to me to prove to myself that I am strong, with or without medication for ADD, and I am strong enough to control myself and get healthy again. I'm terrified.
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