With so much brouhaha on obesity, is gluttony a disease or choice then?
I know exactly when I overeat- my stomach tells my I am full;
My brain sends me signals that I am full;
My sluggish rhythm tells me that I should stop.I know I should,
But I just have to have that last piece, so I would know it's gone and not be tempted again.Right?
So what better place to save the last piece than in my already capacity filled stomach:).Aaah, the food tastes so good.
Or I am feeling under the weather and having a pity-party of two, myself and food that is.
Food gives me a happy feeling (short-lived though) because I realise that when the pity-party is gone, I feel much worse when I can't fit into my clothes or I become more sluggish then when I first started.
That makes me feel much worse because now I've gone and done it -ruined the victory I had achieved in dealing with weight. So I feel sad all over again and resort to eating more perhaps that would help lift the blues that I feel right now from not fitting properly into my dress.
The blues lift (albeit temporarily) and I go to try my clothes again and feel much more worse, because the fit is even worse than before and then I feel the blues all over again and resort to food to make me feel better...you know the rest. It's a vicious cycle.
Oh wait(happy ending:), perhaps I can substitute something in its place, I'll go read a book, or maybe call a friend
Perhaps take a walk or maybe....Yeah right. I'd rather sit and have this last bite, it tastes so good.(Not so happy after all LO:rolleyes:L)
Is gluttony a choice or disease?