I'm now 16 months out from surgery.... And in those 16 months I can honestly say, without even thinking twice, that I have had sugar on two occasions. Neither one of them being intentional. One was my fault, and one wasn't. Anyhow.. So I haven't had sugar in over a year... I haven't eaten a regular potato chip in over a year.. I haven't snacked on cookies, or binged on chocolate... I haven't stuffed myself silly on any kind of food... I haven't touched a french fry, or a cheese steak, or candy... I have not eaten ANYTHING bad in over a year. I know my triggers... I know what I can allow myself to have, and not to have... I've sat around and watched others snacking on chocolate, or eating mcdonalds, drinking milkshakes, ect.... Sat by and watched. And I've stuck by that for over a year. I treated myself down the shore to two pieces of sugar free chocolate that made me feel absolutely awful. The sugar alcohol was enough to make me feel horrible. I've worked hard, I've exercised.. I've pushed myself harder and harder... Most of you know I'm really tough on myself. I've had a few episodes where the scale was ruling my life.. I've been obsessive about losing weight, and my food, and my caloric intake, my protein intake, making sure all my vitamin levels are correct... It has NOT been an easy ride, and I never expected it to be. A lot of the issues lie within myself, and myself only. I don't want, or feel the need to see a psychologist about anything, because truthfully, I've been able to work through my issues mostly by myself, and with Norm's, and all of your help.
Anyway, back to being tough on myself... this is how horrible I am. Sunday is our grocery shopping day usually... and I decided a few days ahead of time that I DESERVED to treat myself to a ½ c of sugar free ice cream. It was going to be a reward to myself... I was going to allow myself to indulge for once. Norm went into another aisle while I was browsing the sugar free ice creams. I picked up a few gallons, read the nutritional info, and quickly put them down.. I proceeded to do this about, and I kid you not... about 6 times with maybe 7-8 different cartons. Then, I was feeling panicky... almost like I was about to have some kind of a panic attack... I felt my eyes well up... Norm came back and I stormed out of the aisle... I felt like, and this is crazy, not only that I wouldn't be able to control myself if I bought the ice cream, but I felt like I didn't deserve it. I felt that if I bought that ice cream, everything that I had worked for, and everyone who looked up to me, would be let down. I know this is an insane way to think... but it's what I felt. I was so upset/angry/frustrated/confused, that when we got home, I cried. I cried about ice cream... not that I had eaten a ton of it, and regretted it, but I cried because I wasn't sure if I necessarily deserved to eat it. I know Norm told me he's experienced this before... but has anyone else? Because I can not believe the way I allowed myself to feel in a grocery store... about ICE CREAM!
Norm said we're going to go to Wegman's so we can look at their s/f ice cream... Apparently they have different brands and whatever that other stores don't carry... I'm hoping I can pick up a gallon of ice cream without giving myself a panic attack. Lol...