cs_carver
Wed, Feb-11-04, 11:01
Looked at that thread--on General LC--this morning. And there have been times when I could have added to it cheerfully. But not today, not this week. Not after feeling more attuned to all the people who have contributed to the bulimia thread over here.
Not sure where to go with this. LC works for me, certainly way better than anything else ever did. Even my worst binge today is way better than it ever used to be. But it's still there and the skinny jeans are tight today and I hate myself and when I'm in the food, I can't stop. Every now and then I realize it's one more food sensitivity--the latest was a touch of corn syrup hiding in sausage--but it feels like I'm in this tiny little corner where I can eat romaine and beef and pork and that's about it.
hell, I'll never be able to get married if that's the only thing I can have in the house.
(Yeah, isn't that the depression kicking in? Ugly. And probably food-pollution-related, but it sure feels true from here. Esp. just before V.Day as my current BF and I start to come to terms with the impending end of our relationship.)
God, I wish I could figure out what the biochemical triggers / markers / levels / whatever are. THere are times when it is so straightforward and easy, and there are others when I'm in the grip of something so overwhelming I feel like I barely exist as an independent person. I believe most of my high-carb binges are blood-sugar driven; why do I keep coming back to "weak-willed, failure, lazy" when I can't stop the overeating that still dogs my heels?
days like this I think it will never end.
Not sure where to go with this. LC works for me, certainly way better than anything else ever did. Even my worst binge today is way better than it ever used to be. But it's still there and the skinny jeans are tight today and I hate myself and when I'm in the food, I can't stop. Every now and then I realize it's one more food sensitivity--the latest was a touch of corn syrup hiding in sausage--but it feels like I'm in this tiny little corner where I can eat romaine and beef and pork and that's about it.
hell, I'll never be able to get married if that's the only thing I can have in the house.
(Yeah, isn't that the depression kicking in? Ugly. And probably food-pollution-related, but it sure feels true from here. Esp. just before V.Day as my current BF and I start to come to terms with the impending end of our relationship.)
God, I wish I could figure out what the biochemical triggers / markers / levels / whatever are. THere are times when it is so straightforward and easy, and there are others when I'm in the grip of something so overwhelming I feel like I barely exist as an independent person. I believe most of my high-carb binges are blood-sugar driven; why do I keep coming back to "weak-willed, failure, lazy" when I can't stop the overeating that still dogs my heels?
days like this I think it will never end.