It's true. I hate food and what it does to me. I don't care what it is called. Eating disorder or disordered eating. Whatever. It has the same reaction. Tonight, A went to the upright freezer and wanted one of the ice cream sandwiches that I had bought over a week ago. Well, they weren't there anymore. I finished the last one on Saturday. There were four and he hadn't eaten any of them, so I didn't think he wanted any. I was wrong. After a few minutes of both of us going on and on, it came to the realization on both our parts that I needed to let both he and B know what was up with me and food. When A said that they couldn't help me if they didn't know what was going on, I about fell over. I never had anyone say something like that before. He said I needed to let them know what I needed to help me. So, I thought about it and identified three things.
1 - Shopping. It would really help if I didn't shop by myself or if I didn't shop at all. I am going to give B my card tonight to hold for me. I don't want to have easy access to my card.
2 - Portion Sizes. It really will help if someone helped me with the portioning of my food. I have difficulty with trying to keep things at proper portions.
3 - Cooking. When I am cooking, there are many times when the aromas start to really make me nauseated so I have to taste the food often to make sure the food is good. By the time dinner is ready, I have already eaten enough for a meal.
4 - MyFitnessPal app. I have started to use this app again to keep track of my food intake. I have calories set at 1600 with 120 grams for protein.
I have never had support before so this will be good, I think. I have had an eating disorder since I was 14. I need to conquer this food problem once and for all. It is the one issue I have yet to forgive myself and my mother. I do need to be able to do both.
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