I'm feeling very out of control with my eating for the last week. Every day I wake up and tell myself that today is the day I will stick to the plan and make the good choices. That lasts all of five minutes. I then start eating, and once I start, I graze throughout the day. I'm not really hungry when I choose to eat. Sometimes only an hour goes by between "meals". I'm not eating meals, technically, but rather, having a big, calorie-laden snack.
I've been eating low-carb for a very long time, to manage type 2 diabetes, but this week, I can't stop myself. 90% of my choices are healthy whole grains, lean meats, olive oil, almonds, vegetables. I overeat healthy foods. I watch TV where I hear that people who eat whole grains get full on less food and weigh less. No one bothered to ask me about that, because I can just eat and eat and eat.
I know that this is a reaction to stress. I am in a place in my life not of my own choosing, and I don't know how to get out of this. I've moved back to my hometown to help care for my aging and ailing parents. They are really difficult people, so I have to walk a fine line between setting boundaries with them, being there to help them when they need it, and not getting caught up in their addiction to creating drama in my life. My husband dumped me so he could thoroughly explore his mid-life crisis. I had to give up my life and my home to him, but I have retained the children. I'm helping them through this transition, so I have to keep it together for them so they can move on with their lives. I can't find work, I can't afford to go back to school right now. I'm feeling very overwhelmed and I don't have anyone I can turn to.
So there's always food, to stuff my emotions, so I can check out of the anger and frustration. But I don't want to do that!!!! I stopped doing that for a long time and I never wanted to go back to that behavior. But I feel like I'm falling into an abyss and I can't find my way out right now. Usually I've been able to muscle my way through to a solution. But right now, I can't.
I wish I could get away, just for a couple of weeks. I wish someone would come and clean and organize my house for me.
I wish I could just walk away from spending so much time thinking about what I'm eating, what I haven't eaten, writing it all down, measuring, exercising, worrying about not exercising...I want to live! Being enslaved by food and weight issues feels really horrible. I don't want to reach other other end of my life and have an obsession with fatness and food be the only thing I have to show for it!
I want to live a life that's meaningful to me. Why is that so hard to get to?



