Texnoble
Member
Believe it or not, no matter how wonderfully in control you feel over your nutrition, the emotional entanglement with food is there! I am 7 months out from my sleeve. I'm down 77 lbs. That's reasonable since I don't exercise. A couple times since my operation we have gone out for a burger. Took a couple bites of my husband's, and I'd be satisfied. I'd get a taste and I was full. But yesterday, I got my own and ate it like a demon-possessed beast! I ate without pausing to breathe. My demon said, "Keep going, you can't stop even if it hurts. It will only hurt a little." My brain said, "You fool, it's just food, put it down and chew slowly." I lost the battle. I ate 75% of the burger, plus greasy onion rings. Believe me, this meal scared me. I'm stressing over an upcoming trip to see relatives and I just know I was trying to escape some emotions. The fight to use our tool properly is real. We can't let our guard down! We really must eat mindfully. Thanks for listening. I had to get this confession off my chest!