He offers up some steps to help deal with emotional eating. Good stuff that most people trying to lose weight gloss over, but I believe is vital.
I’ve been thinking about this quote obsessively since yesterday. How amazingly true and counterintuitive. It is the foundation of Step 1, and I see how that has worked to get and keep me sober. I accept that I am an alcoholic and I also accept that in order to stay sober, I must work the steps and implement them into my daily life.
I think for a long time I was in denial about the fact that I was going to be permanently overweight because of my choices and lifestyle. I had this idea that things would somehow magically get better and that I was not that bad. That the slow crawl I was doing towards obesity was just a temporary thing and one day I was going to wake up, be in shape and eat less ice cream and more kale. Maybe the first time I really saw myself was in that CrossFit class.
At some point I began thinking, “Yes. This is where I really am. All my past thinking and behavior has gotten me here.” And then some time later I also accepted that it was going to take a lot of work to get out of the hole I was in. Not just a diet or exercise plan, but a complete overhaul of the way I looked at food, fitness, weight and my body. That’s a lot of work. Physical, mental, emotional and spiritual work. And I don’t know if you are aware, but I have two little kids and not that much time to myself. However, because I’d already gotten sober (that definitely involved some work), I knew it could be done. I knew that this kind of work looks WAY scarier from the outside looking in. It’s sometimes difficult, but always worth it. You start by accepting where you are, take an honest look at how you got there and just put one foot in front of the other.
Pretty sure my keyboard is getting chocolate smudges. I’m having a sweet attack and am just going to go with it. I’m worried about my husband’s family in NY. Sandy is approaching and each time we get on the phone they sound more and more scared. My father-in-law said it is the worst storm he has ever seen and it hasn’t even touched down yet.
My dog has something wrong with her nose. I’ve been trying to treat it for weeks and it’s getting worse. I’m taking her to the vet in an hour and am already pissed off by the bill. Whatever it is, and it’s always a lot, there isn’t room in the budget.
I got socked with a major drinking craving on Saturday that left me in tears. We had an extremely rare date night planned, and I got upset that I couldn’t drink. I played out the fantasy to then end, and even though it ended in me trying to drunkenly add up the babysitter’s money and then overpaying due to literal fuzzy math, I couldn’t shake it. My 1st step is annoyingly solid sometimes. Surprisingly what made me feel better was my sponsor telling me that at 16 years sober she gets craving every now and then. She said that our natural state is to want a drink, and that made me feel like less of a freak.
So what do these three different things have in common? Weather, illness, alcoholism? Three things that I’m totally powerless over. I’ve started reading Start Where You Are by Pema Chodron. She was talking about control being an illusion. The big things like natural disasters, sicknesses and oh yes, addictions smash that illusion to pieces. It throws our powerlessness in our face, and that is quite uncomfortable. I’ve managed to stop at 4 pieces and feel pretty satisfied. A little chocolate and reflection goes a long way.