Hello all,
I'm new to the board, and hope to make helpful contributions. We're in this together. But first, may I ask for a tiny bit of support?
I'm a freshman in college. I swore to myself I'd stick to my weight-loss plan. I think I've done a decent job, but sometimes...you just have blue thoughts, you know? There are two things that get me down. I was wondering...have any of y'all ever experienced these.
The first thing is my cafeteria. The food is surprisingly high quality. Unfortunately, the moment I walk in, I am greeted with a towering table of sweets. Donuts, pastries, muffins, brownies...pretty much every food that, this time last year, would drive me into a happydance. The only way I can describe my feelings is corrosive lust. Haha, I feel like a character in a Jacobean tragedy. It's like "Curse you, donut, I want you more than words can ever know. You will be MINE!" But then I realize I can't, and I keep walking...but I tend to feel down, especially when others crowd around and walk off with all kinds of pastry goodness. Then, there's the hamburger/chickenburger grill that has everything from burgers to fingers to fries. Again, it's like "FRIED FOOD LUST!" And I guess it hits me even harder, that I have given over my life of daily fried food and bad habits, and it's never coming back. Yeah, I'm happy I eat so much healthier, but it's like that old, totally bad-for-you boyfriend that, even if you don't want a relationship, you just want to drag behind the nearest tree and...well, ahem.
How does one deal with this?
My second thing is my roommate. She is a sweetheart in every way. She also is a size 2, has a gorgeous, dancer body, and a jackrabbit metabolism. Tons of times it'll be midnight and she'll be "Wow, I'm hungry. NUTELLA AND PEANUT BUTTER TIME!" Or will lug back a carton of cookie dough ice cream and chow down the whole thing in a sitting. It's not that the foods are there. I'm not all that tempted (except on rare occasion). What happens is that I remember how I used to eat like that, but I looked like a hippo. It feels so unfair sometimes. I'm not one for whining for things that cannot be, but sometimes I just start feeling gloomy, you know? Some people can flit through life, limber and lean and a chocolate bar in each hand, and others can't. So I feel sad, for a little while.
I guess I'm just having a bad day. I'm sorry if I sound like a little emo kid.




