Food & Alcohol and battles with "kind of addicted"...
Posted: February 16th, 2015, 10:02 am
I realize I am "kind of addicted" to things, which has always been apart of me and I ignored, but also wish I had a better name for whatever's up with me. I recently decided that I was an alcoholic, and was almost rejected by a clinic when I tried to reach out about it. They're going to call me for an assessment on Thursday, but I have to agree with the hesitant person I spoke with in regards to this probably not being what I need.
I've always been "a little" overweight, "a little" isolated and now "a little" bit of an alcoholic. I also realize I need to be in control of everything social wise, and I ignored the fact that I gained 50lbs while it was happening, when my ex and I would sit on the couch and eat & drink.
I am now 190lbs at 5'4", with a swimmer's build (not any shape where the weight would look appealing) and I'm admitting that I am just not healthy. I am not going back on OKcupid with 40lbs ago photos and ultra close up face shots. I looked at myself today and realized, I look bad. Not only that, but I pretended I didn't.
The "good" part of this, is I'm slowly letting go of blaming my ex for my weight gain and just flipping owning the fact that I hid behind my ego as well as got wrapped up in addictive and/or neglecting behaviors for my first 32 years. I learned how to cloud and distract myself. I made things up. I acted like I was more the center of the universe versus admitting where I was.
I'm not going to make big promises to myself, but I will start working towards building a healthier person and *stop judging*. I'll also admit that I do care how I look and I don't need to always be looking for a man *and* that my desire to be in charge in relationships isn't cool. I can't block out reality.
I've always been "a little" overweight, "a little" isolated and now "a little" bit of an alcoholic. I also realize I need to be in control of everything social wise, and I ignored the fact that I gained 50lbs while it was happening, when my ex and I would sit on the couch and eat & drink.
I am now 190lbs at 5'4", with a swimmer's build (not any shape where the weight would look appealing) and I'm admitting that I am just not healthy. I am not going back on OKcupid with 40lbs ago photos and ultra close up face shots. I looked at myself today and realized, I look bad. Not only that, but I pretended I didn't.
The "good" part of this, is I'm slowly letting go of blaming my ex for my weight gain and just flipping owning the fact that I hid behind my ego as well as got wrapped up in addictive and/or neglecting behaviors for my first 32 years. I learned how to cloud and distract myself. I made things up. I acted like I was more the center of the universe versus admitting where I was.
I'm not going to make big promises to myself, but I will start working towards building a healthier person and *stop judging*. I'll also admit that I do care how I look and I don't need to always be looking for a man *and* that my desire to be in charge in relationships isn't cool. I can't block out reality.