Yesterday, I felt like I wanted to be this girl:
I was just pissed because I could not eat anything. It really got to me. Of course, because of all the liquid I was drinking, I was also running to the restroom what seemed like every 20 minutes and had withdrawal headaches (probably from carbs or sugar). The odd thing is that I didn't think I ate a lot of either one of those things.
Today, I woke up and while I would still love to sink my teeth into a juicy steak or chicken breast (I love meat.), I feel a lot better. I have gotten to sit back and think about why I let food dictate my mood for the day. It is so silly, really. There are so many other things in my life that are going so awesome right now...better than they have been in a loooog time. Why do I give food that power?
I wish I knew the answer to that question. I just know that the next time I find myself feeling that way, I am going to focus on the things in my life that bring me joy and that actually MATTER. I just hope I can get to the place where food is nourishment and not a reward or a way to make me feel better on a bad day.
This is a short entry, but I just had to write it down because I know I am not the only one who has this relationship with food. It is a complicated one, for sure. This is definitely something that I am going to have to work on in order to get to where I want to be.
Anyway, I am plugging along with the refresh. I will post my results on Thursday!