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Mar. 6th, 2006 04:30 pm1) When there's lots of good food around, I feel joy, not dread (not "oh, god, this is dangerous, having all this good food around!")
2) When there's lots of good food around, I eat and am happily satisfied, not painfully bloated.
3) When I think about going on a diet, I get a warning signal in my head and tell it to shut up, instead of starving myself for days and then bingeing until I'm ill.
4) When there's lots of junk food around, I eat as much as I want, and then I get a craving for green veggies, and then I eat as much of *that* as I want. This is the thing last night that made me think of this list, actually. I totally enjoyed the nachos, and then I realized what I really wanted was a salad, and then I totally enjoyed that. In the past, the nachos would have been the guilty pleasure, and the salad the punishment/atonement.
5) There's a candy dish of candy (kinds I like) that has been on my kitchen counter since before giftmas, and there's still candy there.
6) I throw food away when I don't like it. I don't save it in the fridge and then sneak-eat it later.
7) It's been years since I ate so much that I vomited (I wasn't that kind of bulimic -- I would just get so sick from overeating that I would get physically ill. My kind of bulimia was about fasting and bingeing.)
8) My occasional warning-signal diet thoughts are never about changing the shape of my body. I look at my body in the mirror, and I really really like what I see. (I have always thought my body was beautiful, but until about ten years ago, I would also overlay the societal opinions of my body on top of my own, and I don't seem to do that any more.)
I am so grateful for the people, books, and organizations in my life that have told me I'm beautiful and I can trust my body. They saved my life, and changed my worldview, and I wanna kiss 'em all right on the mouth. Even though books don't got mouths.
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Date: 2006-03-07 01:10 am (UTC)Thank you for this post.
I see a lot of the same things in my life. For example, the cookies I made that once would have been a stressor and binge fodder now sit in a bag on the kitchen counter unnoticed by me until I want a cookie. No biggie. I can buy chips and they can stay in the house for months before we finish them and I often forget they are there. Untrue in the past. And I still have Christmas fudge in the fridge. And it is not about being "tempted" and "resisting." I just eat what I want when I want and food is not the enemy or a stressor to me. I no longer want to consume entire cakes because, well, that would make me sick.
Thanks again for the nachos :)
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Date: 2006-03-07 02:39 am (UTC)My solution for dealing with food I didn't like has been to give it to the dog. :-)
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Date: 2006-03-07 06:13 am (UTC)This is wonderful! I'm definitely still finding myself occasionally doing that..."I know I find myself beautiful, I know my lovers find me beautiful, but I also know that most of our culture can't see my beauty, and many of them would find me gross and fat and completely unattractive."
But less and less. :)
In fact, I got such positive strokes (<grins @ her own pun>) at the fetish ball Saturday night, I am feeling amazingly good about my body right now. I might even get to model one of Nicole Moan (http://www.nicolemoan.com)'s ceramic corsets on Friday night!
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