RobinC
01-04-2010, 01:01 AM
I have long known that I stuff my emotions with food and had thought I began to alter that pattern as I experienced success with P1D. What I failed to admit to myself was that when my youngest daughter moved out to live with her dad I would feel so alone and depressed. I knew the move was coming and in many ways know that it is exactly what she needs right now, but rather than sitting down and having a good cry, talking to a trusted friend, or doing things I enjoy, I sequestered myself in my home and turned to food.
If going back to an addiction is considered falling off the wagon, I didn't fall off... I leapt head first, tumbled down the Christmas food ravine, bumping, bruising and scraping myself along the way only to find that the journey wasn't as fulfilling as I had made it out to be in my mind. Now I must climb out of the ravine, chase down the wagon and get back on!
While I didn't gorge myself like I used to, I did eat non-Cohen's approved foods and drank alcohol. I will pay for my deviations and I accept that consequence. I am back, still a little sad that my daughter left, but ready to take care of me.
If going back to an addiction is considered falling off the wagon, I didn't fall off... I leapt head first, tumbled down the Christmas food ravine, bumping, bruising and scraping myself along the way only to find that the journey wasn't as fulfilling as I had made it out to be in my mind. Now I must climb out of the ravine, chase down the wagon and get back on!
While I didn't gorge myself like I used to, I did eat non-Cohen's approved foods and drank alcohol. I will pay for my deviations and I accept that consequence. I am back, still a little sad that my daughter left, but ready to take care of me.