I am not completely controlled by food anymore. I still have my moments but more often than not I am the one in control now. That got me thinking about before - when I was not in control - when food ran my life. It made me think of an alcoholic drinking his 17th beer of the day, telling someone 'I can stop anytime I want.'
We had a post here a few months ago - I think it's in 'The Elevator' now - that was a great one - we all shared ways in which we had snuck food - hidden our problem. I started thinking about that again today - all the ways I was totally out of control with my food. That thread was long enough ago that it's probably good to re-visit it, for our newbies, and the old-timers too. It really illustrates just how far we have come - and how far we have to go, and is a good reminder of where we don't want to return to.
As a kid.......
.......I'd wind up with a box of those chocolate crisp bars to sell for band - they were $.50 each. I always ate my whole box and then had to figure out how to pay for them. (Usually by lifting money from Mom's purse.)
.......I stole old coins from my Dad's dresser and bought ice cream with them
.......at church camp I would take $20-$40 bucks spending money and spend it ALL on candy
.......I'd sneak into the kitchen to snag cake and candy
....... before I left Gramma's house I'd load up a baggie with candy - Gram thought it was cute
....... I stole all the good candy out of my sisters halloween pail
As an adult......
........ at the age of 17 I got very mad at my boyfriend and actually thought 'I'm so mad I want a hot fudge sundae!'
......... I've gone through drive-throughs hundreds and hundreds of times, eating in the parking lot and tossing the evidence so no one would know.
......... I've hidden packages of snacks so 1) I wouldn't have to share and 2) no one would know I had it.
......... I've called to place a take out order and pretended there was someone else in the house - shouting out 'Did you want anything for dessert?' So it would be 'clear' to the person on the phone that the food I was ordering was for more than one person
......... Last year while staying at a friends parents house for a wedding - I ate like a bird during the day - then at night snuck into the kitchen and raided the cupboards in the dark
......... Once completely out of control emotionally I consumed an entire loaf of banana nut bread - even though towards the end I was in pain physically and on the verge of gagging - I just kept stuffing it in
........ traveling was a major excuse to eat - if it was a road trip I'd get lots of snacks for the road. Staying in a hotel - I'd go to the grocery and load up. Order anything at the restaurant cause I'm on vacation - like I didn't do that every day. (last month at a conference I stayed true to the program and lost over 5 pounds that week)
....... Last Christmas someone delivered a huge platter of gourmet cookies to the office. I grabbed several right away and snuck back a couple more times for even more - wrapped up my stash and took it home to eat in secret
Some of this is funny, but mostly reading over it, it makes me sad. I still have my days when food wins - but most of the time now I control what goes in my mouth. Sometimes frankly, I really really miss the old way. But whatever solace I believed I was getting - I will not delude myself into thinking I can return to.
Carrie