“This holiday season I’m going to be a good girl…”
…was the intention I had, every single holiday season, without fail.
And make no mistake, at the time…every time, I absolutely meant it.
Every Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, hell, even Valentine’s Day, it was the same thought.
The same intention…
“This time, this holiday, I’m going to stick to it, I’m going to be a good girl.”
But then, the holiday(s) would actually come.
No More “Good Girl”
And so would all the treats. I would have all these gifts from loved ones, from my husband, from businesses…
Yummy things, and baskets of delicious this, or a tray of warm/gooey that…all of it sitting there, calling out to me!
Except all of it was on the “bad food list”, and this time I was going to be a good girl, remember?
This time, I’m going to be…
- “Plain turkey, no, no gravy for me, thanks…”
- “No, I’m sorry honey, no chocolate right now…”
- “Just a glass of tea with lemon, or ice water if you have it…”
That’s how to get through the holidays, am I right?
But, not long after I said those “No’s”, a little voice would show up in my head…
- “One spoonful won’t hurt, not really…”
- “Just one piece of candy is fine, it’s the season…”
- “A single glass isn’t going to kill you…”
And the spoonful turned into a ladle, the single piece became a handful, and the single glass turned into most of a bottle.
Because the second one isn’t going to hurt either, right? And you eat it so fast, you don’t remember or enjoy it, so should probably have one more…
2 hours later – and it’s all gone. Well, not gone, but in my tummy.
And all I’m left with now is the mental garbage and that voice in my head, telling me, “See, you’re not a good girl”, “you’re a failure.”
Failure. Regret. Binge. Repeat.
Break The Cycle
It always left me feeling like it was my fault, and that I wasn’t good enough.
That was me for a long, long time…from the time I was 18 till the age of 43.
By the time I was 40, I had finally overcome bulimia, but there was still so much healing to do.
I had to beat the binge…so I got a coach. And she helped me to dig deep in my past and see that it wasn’t my fault.
I was completely normal, and so were the things I was going through.
So are you! You can be this too, because I overcame a lot of trash to get through it.
Make The Change
And you can beat this too, just by starting to love yourself.
It’s part of the reason why I founded the Rebels Weight Loss Club.
As a way to share the path that brought me here…
- Having a solid nutrition plan
- Allowing yourself to have your idea of food freedom
- Solid life coaching to get you through the baggage from your past…
You don’t have to keep going back to bingeing, or going back to the same things that keep you on the endless diet/weight gain cycle.
There is no law that says you have to have a belly when you’re 50 (unless you want one).
So if you want to change, you can just click this link, and take the first step.
Change is possible. Losing weight in midlife is possible.