I feel ya
I was an emotional eater, and sometimes still struggle with it. I had to come to realize that there is another problem the is creating the
symptom of overeating. Overeating is an addiction, just like alcoholism, gambling, sex, computer abuse, adrenaline junky, etc. There is a deeper issue there, and throwing food at it, like booze, is like putting a can of STP oil treatment for a knocking rod in an engine. Sure, it will not
sound as bad for a while, but the rod is
still malfunctioning.
I have mentioned in other post that I am a recovering alcoholic. But I have a problem with
anything that alters my mood, at least in the short term. But just like anything that is
not done in moderation, there are consequences. Bad behavior does not end without consequences. If it was attractive, healthy, socially acceptable, and felt good to be fat, (call it was it is), then I would be eating a wedding cake right now. But I had to change the way I looked at,
and felt, about food.
Humans are always moving in one of two directions: towards pleasure, or towards pain. These ultimately become our
motivators. No one would ever diet if their weight wasn't causing some sort of displeasure in their lives. We have to focus on the pleasure that comes with being health and fit. This is not always easy to imagine. I first wrote out a pleasure-pain list when it came to my eating. I listed the pleasures on one side: Feel better, more attractive, more confidence, live longer, sleep less, more energy, etc. Then I listed the pains: No energy, unattractive, chest pains, no respect, hard to breathe, no confidence, early death, unhappy, etc. I then looked at this list whenever I had a Whopper w/cheese craving. I asked myself, "is this burger going to ultimately give me pleasure or pain?" When I was able to get honest with myself, it became easier to not give in. I did things like Kdel stated, like take a walk, read a book, etc, and they also helped.
Now the hard part. I had to get help. Now, I would rather saw off my big toe with a steak knife than ask for help from anyone, but the truth is that my way
wasn't working. Not only that, there was no
accountability. If I downed a gallon of Ben & Jerry’s, who would know? I went to AA meetings to quit drinking, so I went to Weight Watcher meetings early on. I learned a lot about food and ways to keep from binging, with people who were just like me. But this just treated the
symptom. I needed a therapist for the deeper problem. There is no shame at all in getting help. I did it, and it is working.
Hope this helps.
Hang in there! 