Binges. Yes, I said it......binges. For the last 10+ years, Friday nights were my "binge nights." Don't judge me. It's not like I went "wooo hooo....friday! I am gonna eat myself silly as a reward for my stressful week" BUT my husband works friday nights. The kids would be in bed and I had the evening ahead of me to watch whatever I wanted on tv and treat myself to some kind of food reward. Inevitably, one treat would lead to the next, and to the next until I was spiraling completely out of control and soothing my troubles away with ice cream or chips. No one was there to see it happen --that's most likely why I could do it.
I always spent days after the binge guilt-ridden... sometimes the guilt lead me to another binge or all-day graze-fest.
I am happy to report that part of my pre-op work (assigned to myself by me!) was to try and break the cycle of the dreaded "binge and restrict." I have only had one binge in 8 months which is good. Right now though, I can feel the urge and it is scaring me.
I know the "soothing" effect from food does NOT last and the guilt that follows is horrible. I know that the urge is part stress related and part hormonal related (TOM). I know that my plan to go get on the treadmill will get my mind off of "mindlessly eating" --at least for awhile. I know food is NOT the answer. I know I can do this....it's just a bad habit.
What's your bad habit and how do you deal with trying to break it?