Monday, February 15, 2010

sitting on a rock in a leisure suit...


I am so screwed. I am so sad. I keep deciding to follow different things and then I can't / won't stick to them, which leads me to find another one. I keep distracting myself with different "solutions" while I overlook the uncomfortable truth of my situation. I am not happy with my compulsion. I wish I didn't feel compelled to use food to "help" my grief and despair. I just realized that I was unable to follow yet another food plan that was going to fix everything.
Here's the list so far:
1. no wheat, dairy or sugar
2. no wheat or sugar
3. no wheat or refined sugar
4. no wheat
5. no wheat for the most part
6. support group with accompanying food plan
7. no carbs after breakfast.

I can't do it. Any of it. And I'm not going to. I am going to actively not do anything.
Not with the food.
Until of course I find #8.

What I would like to try is to do the things on my list. Like going for long walks in nature and learning to fight... blah, blah, blah.

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