So this week I had a really lovely surprise…….Mum , and have the same dress in exactly the same colour. Her’s is two sizes smaller than mine!!! I was going to a prize presentation on Thursday night, and wanted to wear this dress. But discovered it hadn’t washed properly. Mum suggested I borrow hers, I was really sceptical , however I tried it anyway. Imagine my delight when I discovered it fitted!!! So below is a then and now picture. The first picture is me Christmas day 2015, and the last is me in mum’s dress on 25th August 2016!!!! I was soooo pleased.
I’ve also started looking at my eating psychology coach course work. One of the first things it touches on is , why we eat!! I think this is something I have touched on before , but I think it is always worth looking at and reflecting on. I truly believe after the last few months that looking at, and understanding our relationship with food is half the battle. I know in the past I have been a serious comfort eater. I have eaten when I have been stressed, sad , or angry. I’ve eaten because I have had low self worth, and hated and loathed myself. It saddens me think this looking back, but it’s true. When I was 19 I used to have or get the 3 F’s FAT, FED UP, AND FRUMPY. I felt miserable and in hindsight I know this fueled my emotional eating. I would keep stuffing down the sugary foods to supposedly make myself feel better, to ease the pain. In reality it was probably fueling it, and I imagine I felt disgusted with myself. It is a horrible place to be, and somewhere I don’t wish to re visit. But it does happen, and I know I am not alone. I used to see myself as fat, and ugly and hate myself. The more I ate the more I use to loathe myself. The truth was at times sugar, and sweet stuff were my only comfort.
I am a long way from where I used to be now. Whilst comfort eating ended for me a long time ago, it took me a while longer to stop the sugar eating. Because not only was it a source of comfort, I also celebrated with sugar too. If I lost a few pounds at my slimming group I would leave there, and go straight to the bakery to celebrate. Crazy I know. Or else I would have a good day, or something special would happen and I would celebrate with a large bar of fruit and nut. The reality was I probably wasn’t doing myself any favours.
Regardless of why we eat sugars it is useful to contemplate why we eat, and what fuels our eating.