Since beginning my new lifestyle and joining 3FC I've been able to identify my "binge triggers."
Feeling insecure or out of place is a binge trigger. I was called "grote oma" (fat Grandma... I'm 20) by a passing bicyclist yesterday on the way to the grocery store. And this is how my thought process went:
That's Dutch for 'fat grandma.'
I'm fat AND ugly.
I can't fix ugly.
All this work for nothing.
That's okay, I have a secret. They don't know how good junk food tastes.
I can eat all that food. I'm not afraid. I'm a monster, be afraid of me. Forget you.
Crazy, but, this is the first time I've ever been able to identify my internal dialogue preceding a binge. And it helped. So this is what I did.
I got to the store and bought my normal items. I also intentionally, deliberately, bought my binge food - Sweet Chili Pepper Doritos.
The whole way home I handled my bag like it was on fire. I kept asking myself what the heck was wrong with me. The food was literally burning a hole in my mind. And it burns a hole in my cupboard, too, when I know it's in there. It's all I think about. I wanted to prove to myself I could beat that.
I put them away and went to class. When I came back, I was starving and opened up the cupboard for dinner. My heart skipped a beat and I was flooded with joy and excitement when I saw Doritos staring back at me - I forgot I had bought them. How startling that it could evoke such a response in me, knowing full well it's the devil of food as far as I'm concerned.
I tore into the bag and ate the chips, one by one, in their salty, food-additive laden glory. Suddenly, after about 20 chips, I broke the spell. I stopped, bundled up the bag, and put them in the cupboard.
This morning, I woke up and looked in the cupboard, again forgetting they were there, and again feeling the jolt when I looked at the bag. But today, the jolt was much weaker. Maybe, just for today, I'll ignore them.
I've had no problem staying on plan when I don't keep my binge foods in the house. But when I do, they're gone in a day, sometimes an afternoon.
I bought them on purpose and I won't throw them out, because I want to beat temptation. I want to finish a bag like I finish anything else I buy - in small portions, at a normal frequency, for the first time in my life. I want my binge food to be a normal food, a "sometimes" food. I want to beat this addiction!


