Disclaimer: I have never experienced substance abuse and I am in no way trying to undermine the experience of a recovering addict by comparing it to my experience.
That being said...
I feel like a recovering addict. I am waking up in the morning and consciously saying "no, I am not binge eating today." I've been denying this "fake," almost psychological hunger the satisfaction of winning. I used to mistake it for real hunger, because I wasn't really full unless I was bursting at the seams. But in the last week, with the help of WW, the success stories of others, and my super supportive girlfriend, I have officially lost ~8 (can't really pin my starting weight).
Do I feel great? Not always. Sometimes, I do feel sad. I do miss carbo-loading and binging on sweets until I hated myself. But I'm slowly learning to embrace the middle ground.
I do regret that it took a medical scare to kick me into recovery mode but better late than never, right? So kudos to all those individuals who are on this journey. It's so unbelievably hard but we'll get there! Longtime lurker and finally brave enough to join the club!
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