So a few months ago, I posted here about crying over bread and reaching my goal weight and got a mix of supportive and hurtful comments.
I've been seeing a therapist since, and we've talked about why can't I trust myself not to binge, why I obsess over calories, and why am I so scared of gaining weight. We've gone through a lot of things, and, in my humble opinion, I've been making good progress: I've been eating desserts without the guilt. I've allowed myself a cocktail or two a week. I've stopped forcing veggies into meals (and just adjust later in the day/week!). I try new recipes. I allow myself carbs. And despite all of this, my weight is stable. (In fact, I'm still losing about half a pound per week.)
So far, I've been doing all of that while still (rather) obsessively logging everything onto my calorie counting app. But today - today will be the first day that I will not count.
Sure, I've decided to myself that I'll do this on a trial basis: only until the end of the month - and see whether I can keep my weight stable while eating intuitively, relying on the habits I've formed over the past few years of the CICO lifestyle. But if I succeed, then maybe I can regain a healthy outlook on food and weight and stop being under the control of the scale.
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source https://www.reddit.com/r/loseit/comments/lm9e1w/today_i_dont_count/
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