Jules, after my last wonderful post, talked about asking myself the deep questions.
She's right.
Why do I eat? Why do I overeat? The food- it isn't that good. Alot of times, after I eat it, I don't feel so hot. In fact, I feel kind of crappy. Both physically AND emotionally.
I am an emotional eater. I'm addicted to food as a way to numb pain the way an alcoholic is addicted to alcohol to numb pain. This is a very, very hard fact to face. It's difficult. Becuase you can't give up food the way you can abstain from alcohol. And in some ways I feel like this makes the addiction that much more complicated and frustrating.
Things have been going well for me. And I've been eating well. But I had a rough couple of weeks at work. I work in Foster Care, I'm a social worker. So when I say rough week, I don't mean that I had too much to do or that my coworkers sucked (although those things did happen.) Usually a rough week at work is rough emotionally because something difficult is going on with a child in foster care that I am dealing with.
On Thursday ( a week ago) it all came to a head and an end. And emotionally I crashed. That, couple with what I blogged about (on my other blog) tonight, have put me in something of an emotional crisis. And I am trying to eat my way out of it, apparently.
The problem is that when I'm eating crappy, it only makes me feel better temporarily.
while I'm eating. Then that goes away and I'm left feeling worse because look at all the poor choices I made. Which just deepens the cycle of emotional food addiction.
The other thing is that for me, it's alot of work to eat well. It's alot of thinking, and planning, and making good choices. I tend naturally towards unhealthy food and laziness the way some people tend in the opposite direction naturally. So everytime I eat well, it's the result of thought, and some battle, and an intentioned decision. When things start getting more difficult emotionally, it's harder and harder to have the room and the energy to make the good choices, to deal with the whole journey AT ALL. And so I stop. I give up the first thing that I can, which is food. I just quit dealing with it. Those good choices, they do start coming easier after some time. I find myself wanting water and wanting healthy food. But it's
just so easy to slip back.
Jules didn't say, "paige, tell us what the deep reasons are". But what's the point of being accountable if I can't be honest? If I can't say- THIS. This is why I eat, why I overeat, why I'm addicted. If I can't be honest, I have nowhere to go. If I can be honest, the next step is to continue working on it.
Tomorrow is a whole new day. Thank God.