I have an eating disorder of sorts. I like to eat. A lot. I have it under control now, but I can’t say it’s completely gone. The problem is, I love food and I love to eat, and often, I find myself wanting to eat something not because I’m hungry, and often not because I’m bored, but just because I love food.
I don’t know where this came from or how it came about, but the fact remains that I had a very unhealthy relationship with food, and even though it’s much better now, the old cravings pop up every now and then for no reason at all. Like right now. I literally just had a thought pop into my head that it would be nice to eat another breakfast. Am I hungry? Not at all. My brain just works that way: “Let’s eat!”
I have been saying for the past two and a half years that part of me getting healthy and losing weight has been changing my relationship with food from entertainment to fuel. I have done so, and it’s how I see food, yet every now and then, for no reason or stimuli, a strange craving will come around. Fortunately, I’ve learned to recognize that it’s just a false craving and that it needs to be ignored. Fortunately, within a few minutes, the craving subsides and a few minutes more it’s gone completely, but the fact remains that I am still addicted to eating for eating’s sake, and it’s something I will likely need to be vigilant against for the rest of my life.
When I talk to people who ask me about LCHF, many balk at the fact that you need to eliminate sugars, grains, beans, and alcohol. They say they could never give up certain foods or drinking. I tell them it’s amazing what you can do when your health depends on it, and what would they do if their doctor told them it’s either eat well or die, and most tell me they’d eat well. I ask them, “Why wait for a doctor to tell you you’re dying? Eat well now!” I think at the heart of the problem is their relationship with food. They fail to consider that there are thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of delicious foods out there that are just as good or better than the foods they’d have to give up, yet they are so fixated on those particular foods, that emotionally, they can’t get past losing them. I know how that is; I was that person for a long time, too. But something strange happens when you finally decide your health really and truly matters more than your appetite: the old foods just don’t matter anymore.
Aside from the nonsensical cravings that come out of nowhere, I’m free from being hungry between meals, my meals leave me satisfied and are delicious, varied, and filling. My relationship with food is much better, and even though I eat amazing food that I enjoy, I don’t eat for pure entertainment. I’m no longer looking forward to my next meal while I’m eating a meal. I now look at meals as energy replenishment, and it’s been one of the most liberating experiences of my life. But I will always be vigilant against my false cravings. I will never give in.