POLL: How did you eat BEFORE WLS!!!

Tee Hee, this is like reading one of those old "True Confessions" magazines they used to have in the grocery check out lines (where I was buying bags of Reeses Peanut butter cups). I wasn't so much a volume eater but ate more than i needed obviously and tended toward sweets and carbs.

So breakfast was usually just coffee with half and half. Several cups. Lunch was some kind of sandwich maybe cheese or a take out burger or mexican. Not too bad up to that point. But when I would get home from the studio i would always start snacking on nuts, candy, or cookies. I would make a proper dinner of meat or pasta and vegetables or fruit  and always some bread or other carb. Sometimes it was a pizza. Snacking continued into the evening with m and ms or peanut butter cups. I was a master of homemade cookies and usually had a few of those around. Often couldn't sleep so i would eat peanut butter on crackers late at night. So no one meal was huge but it was like once i started eating which often wasn't until after noon, then the snacking just increased geometrically. Guess I was never hungry in the morning because of junk I ate the night before. All this is since i retired from the business world. When I was a working professional, things were about the same except lunch was some nice restaurant lunch which was usually NOT the healthy low carb option. Plus someone was always bringing donuts or baked goods to the office and never met one i didn't like. I am amazed how much less my desire for sweets is now. Its not zero but its managable so far. Hope and pray that continues.

Diane   ex-sugar junky

How did I eat before WLS?  Like a "pig in slop," as the saying goes.  I can't remember specifics (I suppose I have blocked out the horror), but one picture I have of myself, probably 25 years ago, when the binge eating had first taken hold, is of sitting on the floor in front of the television in my little apartment with boxes and boxes of Entenmann's bakery stuff from the day-old outlet store in a circle around me.  I would sit there and stuff that garbage in my face until I was so full I wanted to die.  It was the beginning of a 30-year nightmare of fighting the addiction.  I can understand alcoholics and drug addicts, because I was no better ... *am* no better ... than they.  And I tried EVERYTHING, which I know you all can understand.  More weight loss plans than I can count, medically supervised liquid diets, years and years of counseling ... shoot, I even checked myself into an addiction treatment center at a local hospital.  I was never any better for more than a few months, and then I was right back in the slop.

Sorry, y'all, I'm not really responding to the original post but thanks for listening.
--Dorothy