I hope it's OK to copy and paste something I read in someone else's journal...Just because it means so much to me.
I honestly don't have an opinion on the issue being debated, but Lauren shared some insights on how Medifast can change our lives.
For many of eating is a constant source of trauma and drama for all our days and nights. For us, finding food in a packet is finally a relief, not having to think about food in the same way is a relief, and knowing that we can trust ourselves and our intake is a relief. For many of us it does feel like a "religious experience," as it's the first time we've found respite from the hell that is our daily existence of fat and dieting, and I'll tell you this...it's like finally believing God or something is on our side.
Oh man, that got me where I live
My level of commitment just ratcheted up to all-time high levels. I was really so done with life spent carrying around 85 extra pounds. And it's not the piddling 12 pounds I've lost so far that have given me a new lease on life; rather, it's the smallest sliver of hope that living won't always be such a drag.
As I mentioned to Lauren in a pm thanking her for her words, I wasn't suicidal before medifast, but I was definitely close to giving up on my body. And from there, it would only have been a few years before I would have to pack in my job, give up travel, even walks in the park...basically, everything I love.
I still have a tough time relaxing into the idea that if I stick to the program, the weight loss will follow. Where does this paranoia come from. There's a little devil on my shoulder whispering that maybe I'm a freak of nature and despite restriction of calories and carbs, fate has already determined I will be heavy and uncomfortable for the rest of my days
Anyway, I guess I'm a work in progress and I won't solve it all this month, maybe not even this year. Thank goodness I have this program as a framework to build from.
'Night again