I lost to the binge monster earlier this week. I have been trying not to give in to the might-as-wells and the you-suck-you-losers every since. I am having to consciously stop and remind myself, I am human. I don’t have to be perfect to succeed. I can start, again. And one mistake doesn’t ruin all the work I have done. Being mindful, accepting, and nonjudgemental of myself is hard. I still hear my parents telling me how fat and disgusting I was/am. Sometimes it is hard to quiet those voices.

I have to write my feelings out and respond to them as I would respond to someone else that I value. Putting it in writing takes it out of my head and allows me to reflect and analyze my thoughts and impulses. It stops my self destruction.

But, why did I lose in the first place? I think it was a combination of things. Missing my mom (first Mother’s Day after her death), feeling like a fraud (praised by my new doctor for losing so much weight), and being at home alone for a week (between semesters at work). My mind can be quite the toxic swamp. I have thought about those things.

Missing mom — I don’t really remember getting support or validation from her. She taught me that I was inferior in every way. I guess when you’re used to being put down, it feels more comfortable and safer than having someone place real expectations on you. I have to remind my hurt inner child (Lorie Ann) that it is OK. It is OK to love and care for myself. I can succeed. I will succeed.

Feeling like a fraud — one of those self-fulfilling prophecies. My new doctor complimented me. She said that it was very rare for someone to lose so much weight (70 lbs) without surgery. I know I’ve worked hard to achieve this goal. I know I can get to my ultimate goal if I just keep going. I’m always afraid that people will find out that I’m not as good at things as they think I am. I find it hard to accept that I can do anything right or well. I have to consciously tell Lorie Ann that we are good at doing things and we are not frauds.

Being alone– With no one to distract me, I get lost in the swamp of my negative thoughts. I didn’t spend time reading or even watching TV. I just sat there and marinated in my quagmire. I know better than that. I’ve had way too much therapy not to realize that it is the worst thing I can possibly do to myself. I need to reach out to others. Write letters to my pen pals. Check out friends on Facebook. Text or call someone I can depend on. Accept that I need help from others to see the positives, and ask for it, take it, and move on.

So, even WW was about getting more results being gentle, kind, and compassionate with yourself than beating up/belittling yourself. It is true. More flies with honey after all. So how to do it. Well, build mastery and focus on what you do well. Strengthen your problem spots by work and patient effort. Remind yourself, you are a wonderful creation and it doesn’t matter if others are too blind to see your worth. Don’t let them define you. You are your own person. It is up to you to decide what you are and what you are worth.