First, I read something while in an OA board the other day. A man said that he was "addicted to more". I think that's me.
I always take extras of toys, snacks, food, drinks, entertainment, etc everywhere I go. Also, my personality and hobbies. I am always so extra. That has settled a bit as I'm nearing middle age, but it will always be a part of me.
Other revelations include spacing my meds out. By taking my Wellbutrin just before meals, I find that I eat smaller amounts and don't feel the need for snacks between. I am hoping it's my meds anyway, I have been very busy this week and it helped to keep my mind off of food and on exercise and activities.
A third revelation was that I eat disturbingly fast when the kids are around. They beg my attention, fight, climb on me, ask for drinks or seconds before I have even gotten a bite in. In response, I shovel. And that leads to no satisfaction, no tasting my meal, and not being able to feel when I'm done so I just keep eating. Tonight, I caught myself literally holding my plate up and away from Evelyn as she climbed on me and got in my face.
I CAN love my children but have solid boundaries. I CAN pace myself and be in touch with my body even when the day is busy and long.
