I've felt kind of...lost and distracted. Like my willpower is weak and I don't have a grasp on my life. Like time is getting away from me. Like I will never be able to do enough.
I'm sort of just going through the motions. Here, but not really here. Very...split.
Do you ever have days (or weeks) (or months) like that?
I hope so. Not because I would wish this feeling on any of you; it's purely for camaraderie's sake.
I was feeling this feeling very deeply the other day when I was driving home from a family celebration. One where, once again, I ate lots of bad food, mainly sugar and fat. And I was feeling the effects: anxiety, puffiness, crankiness, depression, mental fogginess.
I've been struggling with this for so long. This damn battle between me and my food, particularly sugar.
Which is why, deep in my mental fog, this song registered so strongly for me when I heard it in the car on the way home from the party
"No Sugar Tonight/New Mother Nature" by The Guess Who.
A song which, I'm 98% certain, is about drugs("sugar" = LSD, "new mother nature" = weed), helped me connect to my uncertain relationship with food, and offered me a solution
Screw sugar. Let Mother Nature take over.
Ironic how I can relate to a song about drugs, considering that I scored 90% on a purity test in college. But there's no question about it: when I eat sugar, especially when it's paired up with fat, it sets off a reaction in me that is hard to express. Call it addiction. Call it years of conditioning. Whatever you call it, it's a problem.
I've got two diabetic parents. I'm overweight. I've had issues with my hormones in the past.
So what the heck is stopping me from turning my life around, and taking control of my diet, and avoiding foods that will, in the end, lead to my demise?
Perhaps it's the fact that ingesting sugar lights up the same pleasure centers in the brain that are triggered by opioids. Yes, opioids, as in morphine. And heroin.
That'd be enough to get me hooked - going to a birthday party and eating a great big slice of heroin.
I know what I should do - treat sugar like a more socially accepted drug, like alcohol or cocaine, and quit. Done. Gone. NONE.
Would you be able to do it? Give up birthday cake? And ice cream? And chocolate? And snickerdoodles? And cinnamon rolls?
I've felt kind of...lost and distracted. Like my willpower is weak and I don't have a grasp on my life. Like time is getting away from me. Like I will never be able to do enough.
I'm sort of just going through the motions. Here, but not really here. Very...split.
Do you ever have days (or weeks) (or months) like that?
I hope so. Not because I would wish this feeling on any of you; it's purely for camaraderie's sake.
I was feeling this feeling very deeply the other day when I was driving home from a family celebration. One where, once again, I ate lots of bad food, mainly sugar and fat. And I was feeling the effects: anxiety, puffiness, crankiness, depression, mental fogginess.
I've been struggling with this for so long. This damn battle between me and my food, particularly sugar.
Which is why, deep in my mental fog, this song registered so strongly for me when I heard it in the car on the way home from the party
"No Sugar Tonight/New Mother Nature" by The Guess Who.
A song which, I'm 98% certain, is about drugs ("sugar" = LSD, "new mother nature" = weed), helped me connect to my uncertain relationship with food, and offered me a solution
Screw sugar. Let Mother Nature take over.
Ironic how I can relate to a song about drugs, considering that I scored 90% on a purity test in college. But there's no question about it: when I eat sugar, especially when it's paired up with fat, it sets off a reaction in me that is hard to express. Call it addiction. Call it years of conditioning. Whatever you call it, it's a problem.
I've got two diabetic parents. I'm overweight. I've had issues with my hormones in the past.
So what the heck is stopping me from turning my life around, and taking control of my diet, and avoiding foods that will, in the end, lead to my demise?
Perhaps it's the fact that ingesting sugar lights up the same pleasure centers in the brain that are triggered by opioids . Yes, opioids, as in morphine. And heroin.
That'd be enough to get me hooked - going to a birthday party and eating a great big slice of heroin.
I know what I should do - treat sugar like a more socially accepted drug, like alcohol or cocaine, and quit. Done. Gone. NONE.
Would you be able to do it? Give up birthday cake? And ice cream? And chocolate? And snickerdoodles? And cinnamon rolls?
Would it be worth it?
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