Many of us who have binged keep our shameful secret close to the chest. We don’t want people to think we are weak, bad, gluttonous, stupid, or any of the likely things people might want to put on us. We actually do a very good job of castigating ourselves, and don’t really need others to tell us how stupid, foolish, counterproductive our actions are.
Everyone slips up and everyone needs to remember that that is part of being human. The surest way to avoid slip ups is to be honest about them. To write them on a journal, tell a loved one about the mishap, and why you think it happened. This provides knowledge, and out of the knowledge we become less likely to repeat the behaviors again.
I had a few missteps recently going to a wedding, and then not tackling the cravings head on when I got home. After a few days of eating that I did not enjoy, and feeling awful, I got back up on the wagon. C’est la vie!
I don’t know if it is true or just wishful thinking, but it does seem to me that I do far better for longer after I’ve had a bad experience; so maybe nature that programed us for feast and famine is at root. That, though, is not an excuse or license to go out and pig out whenever. There is a happy balance between our failures and successes. Learn from both, get stronger from both. That seems to me the best way.
Yours in the struggle,
Nan aka Sugarbaby