It’s been a month since I wrote about my struggle with my weight.
A lot of things have happened since that story was published.
Friends who I haven’t spoken to for years reached out to me to thank me for putting into words what they couldn’t say. I received an abundance of advice, some of which I had to just nod and agree with.
It was overwhelming to say the least, but it felt like a boulder had been lifted from my shoulders.
One person who reached out to me was Tammy. She’s an eating psychologist who offered me some sessions.
Before now, I associated seeing a psychologist with admitting something was wrong with you, admitting you were a failure, that you were weak. But it turned out to be completely the opposite.
Instead, speaking with Tammy has made me realise all sorts of things.
We spoke about my diet, the exercise (of lack there of) I was doing. My main body concerns, the food groups I eat ... and just about my life in general.
For one, it was nice to talk to someone who was completely unbiased about what was happening in my life. Tammy had no clue who any of my friends and family were, which meant I could talk about them with ease.
But it was also great that we could talk about food and the attitude I hold towards my body. In the first session we talked about how I only like to do exercise outdoors first thing in the morning, before most of the world is up, so no one can see my tomato face.
But as I was talking to her, I realised how vain I sounded. Why do I care so much about what other people, especially strangers, think of me? Any why do I assume they think anything about me in the first place? This thought was the grounding for the next session, I made a mental note every time the thought that I was being judged flickered across my mind. And it helped. The more conscious I was of it, the less I had these thoughts.
We also talked about nutrition and, as it turned out, I needed to up the protein in my diet. We found ways that I could that, and also about foods I could eat that would keep me fuller for longer, hence cut the cravings for sweet and fatty foods.
By the third session I knew exactly what I wanted to talk to her about - combating my perception of food so I didn't feel like I 'deserved' a chocolate if I'd had a good or bad day.