Twenty-four days in, I hit the 20 lbs lost mark!!!!!!
That's right! Honestly, the way I think about my old eating habits has been one of the biggest contributors to this. I also realized when my over eating really started. When I was 16, my parents got divorced. I moved in with my mom, and I also dropped out of high school. This is something for which I have felt shame and regret in the past, but I now realize has been a boon to my individuation process (whaddup, Jung).
The grief and embarrassment of all those pressures led me to find comfort in food. A buddy of mine worked at a deli and would give me discounted prices on all of my purchases. I would buy pepperoni and cream cheese and just hold the meat stick like a dildo and dip it into the cream cheese pussy and eat the results. Delish, but atrosh.
This became my addiction, and until recently, i hadn't identified it as such. Once I did, and I accepted that part of myself, I was able to finally look rationally at my food choices. I was already a vegetarian for moral reasons, but now I was able to transcend my emotional connection to food, and focus on avoiding the things that were hurting me.
I haven't been giving myself cheat days, but I have been filling my belly to my satisfaction with the healthy stuff. I don't find myself craving unhealthy foods. And I feel more energy and will begin jogging today.
I am proud of myself. I have been on a quest for self-knowledge and understanding since my teens and it has led me through some trying times. But I feel I am becoming a well rounded person. I am starting to take care of myself mentally and physically. I want to have energy and emotional support for my wife and kids. I also want the stamina to fuck my wife's brains out!
So 20 lbs down, and now I will start exercising to boot. My only worry is that I will have to buy an all new wardrobe. WHATEVAH!!! I'll get a new fuckin' wardrobe.
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