Breaking the addiction of head hunger

I went through a terrible experience that caused me to end my "head hunger" that has broken my cycle of simply dreaming about foods since I had my surgery.

I have used this method for about 10 people who asked for my militant no carb meal plan and everyone of them broke their head hunger in under 2 weeks just the same as I did.  My method works on your ability to endure horrible temptation under duress, but like I sad, I keep in touch with the others who have followed the way I chose to do it and it's worked for them.

I think you're only human to want certain things and to have your tastebuds entertained.  I am little more than a child in big people's clothes, so I love to be entertained....but I've found that my addictions no longer include the bad selections of foods.  I'm able to lust after super low carb items that we forget that we can eat, but first, you must break the old habits completely and be prepared to bury them.  Have I had a french fry?  Yes.   ..a lot of them? No....  since my surgery, I've eaten about one order of them total....that includes sneaking my kiddos fries when he wasn't looking and ordering an order just so I could eat 4 fries out of them and throw the rest away to prove that I have the power.  I've been reading a lot of others are having food porn issues and several newbies having will-power problems...  I ran across my solution by a freak mistake, I'm so happy I did.

Everyone will eat things that they're not supposed to eat.  Doc B suggested that I was allowed to eat carbs but I've been so paced on eating low carb (even before my surgery), that I'm on auto pilot until something extraordinary makes me weigh the balance of entertainment versus quality of the choice that I want to make in foods I want to eat.

If something is truly worthy of eating, then I want it to be good for me, if I'm not able to say no to a food, then I'm able to limit the portion all the way to the point of refusal.  Nobody says it better than GlitterGal's saying.... "food is for fuel not entertainment" but for me, even my low carb choices are entertaining....

If you need the method that I used to break the food porn addiction, please feel free to write me.  I'll warn you, it's not pretty and you will get angry and frustrated, just like I did....but in the end, I'm in control over my thoughts and actions where previously my willpower was too weak to resist.  Feel free to write if you need a friend to help.  I mean it with all the sincerity I can offer.

T.

I've done the ordering thing too-with onion rings.   For some reason, even though it's a waste in one sense, it makes me feel empowered to be able to order something and only eat what you want and toss the rest.

I'll share too-when I was making funeral arrangements last week, there were freshly baked cookies everywhere at the funeral home, and I began to think of them as "Death Cookies".  But after about 4 hours and no breakfast and a lot of stress, I realized my blood sugar was at 0 and I needed to eat something or pass out-so I picked a small oatmeal cookie and I had to work like linebacker to keep that sucker down.  On an empty stomach, my tastebuds could tell there was nothing good in that cookie-they truly WERE Death Cookies.

I did keep the cookie down, I did not pass out or puke and I finished the arrangements and went home and had a nice protein shake and all was well.  But now, when I look at a potential food item, one of the things I ask myself is it a life giving thing or a death giving thing?  

For most of us, lots of sugar and fat is never going to be on the menu again if we want to remain healthy, and for me, it truly wasn't until I got smaller and was reminded of what real health feels like, that I became aware of how unhealthy I was.  Unfortunately, Life Carrots is not as catchy sounding as Death Cookies....

I'm laughing like there's no tomorrow....  on one hand, i offer my condolences....  on the other hand, I'm strangely intrigued by the death cookies.

T.

I know what you mean-the receptionist offered them every time I went in for any reason-"Here, I just made these cookies-have one...." and my brain struggled to understand this.  I am sure it was intended as a comforting gesture.

 I almost mentioned to her that a dish of almonds might be a better offering (especially with all the elderly mourners running around) but I decided it best to keep my mouth shut.  And salty stuff makes people choke, so that probably wasn't a good suggestion anyway.

They also insisted I take my coffee cup with the name of the funeral home printed on it and the odd thing is, I crack up laughing every time I use it.  

But, if I've developed an aversion to cookies, now, that's not a bad thing.