Post Date: 2/6/12 7:22 am
Last Edit: 2/6/12 7:26 am Hi Doris!!
I am a compulsive over-eater too. You are farther out than I am, and I congratulate you for doing as well as you have. 155 pounds lost is nothing short of AMAZING! I don't know that I will ever be able to say that!! I believe you are right - it is a lifelong struggle. After all, I spent a large portion of my life hiding and turning to food for comfort, reward, consolation, and just about any other emotion that could come up. I will be 36 this year (YAY!!) I also was a protector and caretaker, frequently coming to the rescue of family members and friends for any crisis - big or small - that would come up in their lives. I was also dealing with effects from childhood abuse. Food was how I medicated myself. Most of the women in my family were also caretakers, and food abusers. My habits were learned, perhaps partially genetic, and literally had a death grip on me. I lost my paternal grandfather to complications from obesity. My maternal grandmother is suffering from the effects of obesity/overeating, though she has lost over 100 pounds in the last 10 years. I have lost my mother and father in law and two aunts to complications from obesity. My mother and godmother both suffer from back and knee problems from obesity/overeating, which just makes it worse. I saw all of these things happening around me, but the light didn't really come on until they started to happen TO me. I had no comorbidities, but noticed my back and knees starting becoming more painful with all of the weight. This went on for a long while. All I knew was that things had to change, and I was willing to try, again and again...and again. I had to systematically, methodically, and repeatedly learn how to think differently, eat differently, and behave differently. It was years and years of trying different things, keeping certain things that worked, ditching what didn't, going back to ground zero to start again with something else...etc. It was nerve wrecking, tiresome, heart breaking , soul wrenching stuff.
Other things came with time and practice - for example I have drastically limited my availability for certain situations with friends and family that I would have immediately taken a plane, train or car for before. All these things were great, positive, hard, and beneficial, and still I had minimal control, if any, over my eating. I lusted after food. With all of the other changes that were happening, it was the last on my list, and I dreaded having to deal with that "last" diabolical monster. Then there were the years of yo-yo dieting, exercising, and the pain and process of learning how to do those things, and the disappointment when they did not produce the permanent results that I sought. I learned a lot about myself, and I know that the learning is no where near done, but major changes were happening that i didn't recognize at the time. I decided, after trying almost everything else, that I simply could not help me. I decided to seek the help of wls. After the surgery, it was as if the things that I had learned and experienced, along with my tool, really started to have the most powerful impact on my body, over any other protocol that I'd ever done.
I am almost 8 months post op, and I have noticed cravings/head hunger returning. I have to acknowledge them. They are directly related to the situations, stress, and changes in my life. I have 'given in' on numerous occasions - I am not going to beat myself up, or guilt trip, or promise myself 'tomorrow I'll be better' - it is exactly what it is. I will have whatever it is, then go back to my regularly scheduled program. It doesn't happen everyday and the desire isn't anywhere near the levels that they once were, but they are there. I consciously recognize them for what they are, and that helps. A marvelous discovery too during this whole process is that my cravings require different things at different times - its not always a food thing. That in and of itself is mind-blowing for me. Sometimes I am craving beef, sometimes it is solitude, sometimes its actually exercise, a cup of tea, a bag of chips, sex......it varies. It still amazes me. I really have no words for how it makes me feel. But if I had not had the wls, I don't think I would have been able to recognize the variety of things that my body calls out for. I can only deduce that having these long periods of denying myself food as a comfort made other things more recognizable. I would have answered every single call with food, because I was too embarrassed to go for a walk, or to go to a gym, or to try to seduce my partner, or be anywhere that would draw the wrong kind of attention.
Some things have changed and some things stay the same. I am the caretaker for my immediate family, still make mistakes in living and eating, but the most powerful changes have been in my mind, heart, and stomach, and not necessarily in that order, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that they are the lasting kind.

HW: 351 SW: 344.5