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Temper tantrum

Have you ever seen a kid throwing a fit screaming and making a scene in the middle of the store when their parent told them “no” about something? That's what goes on in my head when I want sweets or a coke. My inner two year old starts screaming and jumping up and down yelling "I want it! I need it! I have to have it!” And I give in.  I do want it.  I think I need it.  And when Im having a shitty moment, it does make me feel better.  I find solace in my food.  I feel like I should be about 300 lbs to be able to say that. 

 

Until I feel the remorse for eating it.  And then I say Im not doing that again.  But I do.  Often.  And it’s a constant struggle I go through. 

 

And then I saw something a few days ago as I was scrolling Facebook from one of the many fitness things I follow.  It said to tell yourself “I don’t eat that.”  I scrolled fast because I eat good.  But I don’t.  Meals wise Im great.  I have figured out what works for me.  But I’m a train wreck when it comes to the sweets.  Figured I’d give it a shot.  Couldn’t be any worse than the current situation. 

 

So 5 days in and its actually working.  Granted this may not seem like much to you.  Reality it’s not.  But every day I start over with the same goal and I make it through about lunch… So 5 days is a minor miracle.  Is there room for improvement?  Absolutely!  But let’s start with baby steps.  And today that’s not having a coke with every meal.

 

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