I watch a show on A&E the other day - Intervention, where an alcoholic struggled to get help and stay sober. One comment this woman made was how around her sixth or seventh month, she went to a party with a friend. She had been to a few parties where alcohol was served and did not drink. At the party, a friend offered her a drink - rum and coke - in a 32 ounce glass. One ounce was rum, 31 ounces of the drink were coke. She was fine, did not spiral out of control. The next time she went to a party, she thought about the fact she drank that one drink, and did not struggle or spiral out of control. As a result, she had a drink. Soon, she said she was slowly creeping back into her addiction. She stopped going to her AA meetings, she bought alcohol, and started sneaking drinks again. Her most shocking statement about this relapse was how easy it happened, how easy she fell into old habits, and how simple she dismissed the fact she fell back into the old habits.
This episode hit me hard, not for the alcohol issue, but the relapse issue. Two weeks ago, I stepped on the scale for the first time in three weeks. It read 233. I was shocked. As I talked last month - its a new start. Fresh take. I am buckling down from the holiday eating fest. I had the taste of sugar and now could throw it to the side again. I went to the dinner party, had a few cookies, and nothing happened. I can have the piece of cake (with large scoop of ice cream) the next time. And I would! Before I knew it, I was cheating on my diet journal. My husband wanted candy - I bought the BIG 7 POUND KitKat and Reese Cup bag. I told him to hid it. He did. I found it. And I would eat. He would take the dog outside, I would make a mad dash for the bag because he was not looking. I thought to myself - I know better. I have to stop this. And the next thing I know - I ate three pieces. Later that same day - he would leave the house, and I found the candy again. And again, another three or four pieces. That was the edge of the whirlpool I fell in. Between January 17 (my birthday) and February 15 - I ate three milk shakes from Cookout. I had gone nine months without having one!
Work got hectic. I was working 60 -70 hours a week. The weeks I was not working over, I was dealing with school (and a difficult class for my EdD which I thought I would not pass) and multiple family issues. My thought process became - I am under so much stress, let me be good to my body and treat myself (not thinking of the harm I was doing). Then, I would be embarrassed, so I did not write that in my journal. On top of all of that, I hurt my ankle, then got really sick with a chest cold, and then twisted my knee - so exercise did not happen. Again, as my body hurt, I thought - my throat is sore, I do not want broccoli, I want ICE CREAM. I did not just eat a small 1/2 cup. I ate a HEAPING bowl and justified it by rejoicing in the soothing feeling it gave my throat.
Two weeks ago - I stepped on the scale and was actually surprised at the 6 pound gain (after last month’s three pound gain). I actually tried to justify this. I have been under stress, ill, and so forth. I spent a week and a half hammering down - so I thought. Then three days ago I saw the show. I realized that the story the woman told was an example of me. I started spiraling out of control again. What was worse - I actually THOUGHT during the process, I was in control and ok. I realized what was happening, which made me feel depressed and the only thing I wanted was chocolate (my crack……). Friday, I had my February weight loss appointment. It was confirmed - 232 (down one from last week). And then, looking at my diet journal - I had skipped 17 days out of 35 (I only documented, and many of those partially, 18 days). That was amazing. Of those days I did not skip, most of them I lied. I remember thinking - she won’t know. One good thing about overeating with sugar and food - weight usually does not lie.
Yesterday, I spent the day with a friend. At lunch, we split a dessert. I only ate a small amount and maintained portion control (a major step for me). I have gone to restaurants and sugary places (bakeries) and did not order anything for me and made sure I did not cheat. I got alternative snacks for me - sugar free Baskin Robbins hard candies instead of KitKats. Dark Chocolate Sugar Free Pudding Cups instead of ice cream. It is not the perfect solution, but it a process.
So, with that I stand up and say my name is Dette and I am sugar / food overeating. I am two days into maintaining portion control…..