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clevermanka) wrote2009-06-09 10:10 am
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The good news is I'm not depressed--at least not as much--and I think that's thanks to the 5HTP, which is now no longer bothering my stomach at all. I take it on my low-food days and I'm fine. The bad news is I am touchy, irritable, and easily set off. We're talking PMS-level anger issues, so yeah. Good times. I'm attributing that to the Cipro. Hey, only three more weeks on it! Yay!
I'm making every effort to stay calm and think about what I'm saying and doing before letting my temper flare. After a nasty and pointless spat yesterday afternoon with
mckitterick (sorry, hon), I realized that I'm letting myself behave in a manner I would find unacceptable in other people. I don't tolerate this sort of thing from others, and I'm not going to stand for myself behaving like spoiled, self-centered brat. Just because I feel put upon and attacked doesn't mean those feelings are valid or helpful or anything other than interfering/faulty levels of various stuff in my system. My brain chemistry is simply messed up right now, and the person who is behaving the worst towards me is myself. I am going to take ten seconds to remember that next time I feel pissed off. Which will probably happen in the next fifteen minutes...
Mental issues and food: I've always had a love/hate relationship with food and I don't see that changing soon, no matter what good habits I might develop, or bad habits I might indulge. I fear I will never internalize the concept of Eating To Live. Food is a pleasure to me. It's something to be enjoyed and savored. Eating is a social activity and a solitary comfort. It's difficult for me to eat food that is not pleasurable to eat. After several days of plain (or only lightly-seasoned) meat and leafy greens, those things are not at all pleasurable. I want to stop eating. I would rather go hungry than eat a pallid, bland chicken breast. Of course, not eating isn't a good alternative either, so I choke down a meal--contrary to the way I was raised (learning not to eat if you aren't hungry is a major thing when you're fat kid). After a while of forcing myself to eat things that make me unhappy, I binge.
Now let me clarify about binging. Our current social climate of despicable eating habits and appalling food choices might not agree, but for me, eating a locally-made bread and high-quality cheese is a binge. No Doritos or Oreos, thanks. Gimme Wheatfields and Brie. I like that about myself--that I don't care for overly processed foods anymore--but it means that when I want to improve my health or lose weight, there's just not a lot of room for change/improvement in my food intake (and since I'm not giving up coffee or booze, so you can just stop right there with that thought). And believe me, my body reacts just as poorly to that loaf of bread as someone else's body might react to a bag of Chips Ahoy and a quart of whole milk.
I need to figure out how to live with a restricted diet (even for a short amount of time) without taking two steps back every time I reach my breaking point. I can't wrap my brain around the idea of no longer viewing food as a pleasure. How do I get there? Hypnosis, maybe?
EDIT: I just had a thought. Why is it so much easier to force myself into exercise habits than eating habits? Hmm.
I'm making every effort to stay calm and think about what I'm saying and doing before letting my temper flare. After a nasty and pointless spat yesterday afternoon with
Mental issues and food: I've always had a love/hate relationship with food and I don't see that changing soon, no matter what good habits I might develop, or bad habits I might indulge. I fear I will never internalize the concept of Eating To Live. Food is a pleasure to me. It's something to be enjoyed and savored. Eating is a social activity and a solitary comfort. It's difficult for me to eat food that is not pleasurable to eat. After several days of plain (or only lightly-seasoned) meat and leafy greens, those things are not at all pleasurable. I want to stop eating. I would rather go hungry than eat a pallid, bland chicken breast. Of course, not eating isn't a good alternative either, so I choke down a meal--contrary to the way I was raised (learning not to eat if you aren't hungry is a major thing when you're fat kid). After a while of forcing myself to eat things that make me unhappy, I binge.
Now let me clarify about binging. Our current social climate of despicable eating habits and appalling food choices might not agree, but for me, eating a locally-made bread and high-quality cheese is a binge. No Doritos or Oreos, thanks. Gimme Wheatfields and Brie. I like that about myself--that I don't care for overly processed foods anymore--but it means that when I want to improve my health or lose weight, there's just not a lot of room for change/improvement in my food intake (and since I'm not giving up coffee or booze, so you can just stop right there with that thought). And believe me, my body reacts just as poorly to that loaf of bread as someone else's body might react to a bag of Chips Ahoy and a quart of whole milk.
I need to figure out how to live with a restricted diet (even for a short amount of time) without taking two steps back every time I reach my breaking point. I can't wrap my brain around the idea of no longer viewing food as a pleasure. How do I get there? Hypnosis, maybe?
EDIT: I just had a thought. Why is it so much easier to force myself into exercise habits than eating habits? Hmm.

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It's pretty awful.
The texture thing...hm. I make a lovely shredded pork, but it's got lots of stuff in it that I'm not allowed at the moment: onions, tomatoes.
But that's a really good idea--playing with textures. Thank you. Perhaps on my higher-calorie days (Su-T-R-Sa) I can make a cheesy casserole instead of the egg-based ones I've been doing. Or maybe some beef-based soups with a dollop of yogurt.
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Interesting. Very interesting. I made it nine days on the meat-and-greens before I broke down and went out for Mexican on the tenth day. So I guess there's my 90% compliance.
Perhaps I could push past that ten days to a fourteen-day cycle and allow myself a binge every other weekend. Of course, the trick with that is not slipping into the trap of thinking "My binge weekend isn't until next weekend, but this is my birthday/vacation/friends visiting, so I'll just have an extra binge this month!" Because that never ends. Except in tears. And no small amount of G.I. distress and/or weight gain.
I've never considered the fact that stimulation (choose your poison--I guess mine is food) is a biologically necessary component in human beings. But of course. That makes complete sense. So my next task is to find adequate food stimulation that doesn't make me ill or break out in hives.
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Since the small-meals-with-snacking thing upsets my stomach and makes me drowsy, I have about 21 meals per week. That's two binge/cheat meals a week. Not bad--once I'm where I want to be, shape-wise.
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Over time (as I was doing that seriously for a few months), my palette changed up, so that I was taking in more subtle flavors (rather as your tastes have changed with stepping away from processed crap).
So if you can try to keep focused on the hopefully temporary nature of this...and maybe to think about how you are starving the little bacterial bastards as you keep the carbohydrates out, it can keep you on track.
Deepest empathy.
D.
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So, I read "binging" as "bing-ing" - and thought, "Wow, that stupid new search engine's hype has really caught on if its verbage has gotten to Lydia!"
*grumble* Stupid internet commercials. *grumble*
Well, continued good luck with things. You have the most dedicated approach to fixing personal problems of pretty much anyone I know, so I'm sure things'll work out.
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Thanks for the nice words. I figure I'm the only one who can solve my problems, so I'd better be dedicated!
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Diane and I watch tv on Hulu together (Stargate SG-1), and the ads for it have been running every. single. break. for the last week or two.
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However, from experience, it doesn't help at all.
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Poor thing. I'm so sorry. =(
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But, at the same time, I guess I'm lucky that it never crosses my mind to buy a bag of doritos. Oh wait, I do eat corn chips. But they don't have all of the weird synthetic flavor stuff on them. And, as a vegetarian, my version of fast food is an organic Amy's microwave burrito. Hmm, I've gone off on a tangent, and completely lost my train of thought.
Hormones. Have you ever tried that hormone cream you put on your skin? I think the merc has it. That might help with the PMS. I've been thinking of trying it. I recently stopped taking the pill, and wonder if that's why I've been feeling "crazy" lately. They say the pill helps with PMS symptoms . . .
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Dont' know if anyone else piped in on this one (honestly, you get so many comments it's hard to keep up) but perhaps because eating and exercise both prodice different kind of body highs? Your body's pleasure sensors react to food, thereby encourage you to eat more, and you get an endorphine high from exercise, thereby making it pleasurable...
Could you maybe eat less of your indulgence food more often? Little treats here and there?
Other than shock treatment (eck!) I don'tknow that you'll ever not view food as pleasure though...
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So I think what's happening there is I don't get pleasure from the exercise, but I know it's good for me and I know I look better when I'm following some sort of exercise program. I get no direct physical pleasure from it (like I do with food), but I get indirect mental pleasure from it because it makes me look good and yes, I'm just that vain.
I should try thinking of my treats in the same way. Sort of like the anorexic creed of "nothing tastes as good as thin feels" but not taken to that extreme level. Just something to let sit in the back of my brain so I can pull it out when those carbs start calling me.
Thanks for raising a very good point. That helps a lot!
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Perhaps Food as Fuel when the pleasure turns off at meat and leaf? Get some different leaves? Some stranger meat?
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Pardon me while I huh-huh-huh in a Butthead sort of way.
ahem.
...looks long and carefully at CR, and then backs away sloooowly.
I'm so sorry to hear about the issues with the emotional tides. Um.. if it's any consolation, I ate a big-ass burger the other day With Sweet Potato Fries. yah, it was great at the time, but it sucked thorny vines later.
I must get to you this week.
Sorry, the bloating has not reduced yet, and that's my own foodie issues.
But.. yay! The CD is here!
and.. on another note.. done any dancing lately?
Dance it out, maybe?
or just have a drink and bitch? You can join me for that one, I'm doing Farkin Great at it.
XOXOX
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I'm madly working on revising a costume, but if you'd like to come over and watch me stitch, you're more than welcome!
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=D
Seriously, though, this is going to be an interesting road. Especially if it turns out to be a life-long issue and my G.I. issues aren't resolved by the antibiotics.
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