May 10, 2006


  • So many emotional eaters have a sense of never getting enough. They approach life from an inner sense of poverty, and no amount of food, sex, clothes, or money will satisfy them


    I'm tired of trying to figure out how much is enough.  I want to enjoy what I HAVE right now, and I'm tired.  Why am I not enjoying my life? my kids? my home? my job? my dinner?  What would I have to change in order to enjoy them?  And if I enjoy them how can I avoid the fear that enjoyment now means deprivation later?  If I eat now, I will HAVE to starve later, if I spend now, I will HAVE nothing to spend later... See mostly I feel out of balance in regard to food and money.  (I know that's a disappointment to everyone who was planning already to help me get enough sex but I'm all good there, thanks.)


    I've been dieting for a month.  And this morning I weighed more than I did when I started. 


    I'm not expecting answers (although if you WANT to set me up with a trust fund, I won't stand in the way of your satisfaction).  I'm just asking out loud the questions that have been perking in my head. 

Comments (9)

  • I'm with you. 

  • i think it's hard to enjoy the everyday things when there's so little time for ourselves. 
    it's not selfish to want time alone (bahah...i typed "food alone".  guess where my mind is.) 
    anyhoo...people need time alone and, when you're a single parent trying to get by, that's all but impossible to find.
     
    everything in the media sets us up for failure, too. 
    diet pills to remove stomach fat, ass fat, fat fat.
    sitcoms with unrealistic plots.
    reality programs showing what shallow assholes so many people really are today.
    books where women live alone yet can do so because they have a trust fund  (the one meant for you and me no doubt).

    i guess all you can do is enjoy what you can when you can.
    you won't regret it later, nor will you find a shortage of things to enjoy later in life.

    as far as fat?  pfff...all of it that everyone's lost is here on my ass and stomach.  i'm keeping it safe for them because someday they'll need it back.  fat has feelings too, y'know.

    when words of wisdom fail, shoot from the hip.  <-- that be me, chickie.

  • {{Hugs}} I can relate.

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  • Balance is so hard to find, but things work out . . . . . usually or is that sometimes?

  • Like mbjmom, I can relate. I don't have nay words of wisdom that will clear everything up, but I do send a hug. Lisa

  • sounds all too familiar to me **hugs**

  • I just make up my mind to be happy and satisfied, and it works.  Been through the tough times, the glumps, the heartbreaks, the frustrations.  They're real, and get addressed.  But determination works wonders.  There's this really screwed up movie available for rent -- "What the Bleep Do We Know?!" -- which I've watched numerous times.  It's screwed up, but I eat it up anyway.  The best segment is the "Create My Day" segment.  No matter how grumpy I might be, or how apprehensive, or how pessimistic, or how worried -- I shove aside negative thoughts in an instant when I remember the power of "Create My Day."

    I'm going to accomplish a lot -- today.  I'm going to make people glad they saw me -- today.  I'm going to moan less, eat less, be gloomy less -- today -- and I will relish this day.

    There are Xangans whom I want to get to know.  A few of them have blocked me from their sites -- without ever visiting mine.  Know what I do?  I block them out of my minds.  I have raftloads of angel friends here on Xanga.  I don't need the blockers.  They can stew in their own hate, for all I care.

    It works.

    And thank you so much for joining my page of Friends.  That means a great deal to me, to have friends as wonderful as you, who want to be MY friends.

  • Oh man!  I TOTALLY relate to this.  In fact, I printed off this entry so that I can go home and ponder these things myself.  As of yet, I have no answers or even vague advice to offer... but maybe I'll think of something to help us both after I think on it.     <3 Suz

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