Re: letting go of binge eating
Hi all,
It's back to square one for me. The bingeing was so bad that I went to see a therapist and told her that I simply can't go back home because I have nothing in place to stop the bingeing. We talked about things I can do... most of my weapons to stop binge are related to physical activities - walking, hiking, and doing yoga. I can't do anything because of limitations. Another thing we discovered (we worked on the WHY) was that I hate to exercise in the gym or even on my bike in the basement.
And talk about a confused identity! My world was mapped for walking. I was a walker. I knew how long it takes to walk to the gym, store, work, theater, park, etc. I am lost and confused because now I have to think in terms of driving if I want to get to any place. We only have one car now as downtown living and walking everywhere (me) convinced us to get rid of a second car.
I hate driving in downtown!!!GRRRR!!!! Traffic is awful, I panic, I make mistakes. I felt so safe walking. So I have to adjust to driving and remap my world, find out routes and parking (another pain in the a**s, in downtown.
I am an outdoor person. I feel trapped and I feel that it's so unfair that I can't even go to my favorite park that is only three block from my house. Hence I intensely resent any idea about gym, swimming, and doing exercise at home. I need to be outside moving. I need to see the trees, the sky, sun, and move, move, move.
Feeling of being trapped and the unfairness of severe limitations, anger and despair, those things lead to bingeing.
Yesterday I went for a slow walk with my husband and felt better. I did not binge. Today we take our bikes (I got a bike!!!) on a trail. I have to get out.
My ankles hurt less, thanks to not walking. I am afraid to weigh myself because I feel so gross and fat in all the places. I have some hope. Talking with a therapist helped. I have very specific tasks to deal with. Learn to bike, drive in downtown, drive to parks to be outside, and find something to be grateful for. At least I still have my feet and they ARE getting better.
I am not done yet!
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