The world tells us we have to keep up images.
You need to look like this. Keep up appearances. Be "skinny" and fashionable. Fit into an ideal norm. The diet industry thrives on results. "Lose 10 pounds in 2 weeks!"
Then, the world tells us, it's okay to indulge a little, it's the holiday season! A little candy won't hurt you. Eat that pie, after all Grandma will be hurt if you don't.
I can't help but notice the duplicity at work here. Even dieting success stories can show just the results. Before and after pics to sell you some fad diet. I'm guilty of seeing just the results and not looking particularly at the struggle.
There's a life to be lived. Your life. There's a pace, a rhythm that's all your own. There's a story, your story. No one can tell you what you should and shouldn't be. I've learned that sometimes I feel like a round peg trying to fit myself into a square hole. No matter what anyone else is doing I'm an individual in my way of being in this world.
The foods that work for me are my foods.
The low carb approach keeps food quiet. My hunger is an easy whisper not a shout. This is my journey. It's a journey! It's not about weight loss results. This is about living my fullest life which includes not living for my next carbed up meal.
The world does not have to deal with the results of another binge or failed fad diet. That familiar spiral downward and inward of how I had failed again. Seeing now how I was set up to fail to begin with. But if I succeed to resist with the help of finding MY food there is a hope and a dream on the verge of release into the world.