Good morning everyone,
I cannot believe that I am actually writing a post about the surprising fact that I am actually becoming somewhat ok with this meal plan. On Monday, I definitely thought that there was no way that I would physically be able to eat the amounts of food that were given to me, but I have pleasantly surprised myself and have found that I actually am able to do it.
More than just being able to do it, I am actually partially liking it. I am not liking the food part of the plan, but I am liking that this meal plan is the very first thing in my recovery that actually has any kind of order or regimen.
It fits my black and white, all or nothing personality perfectly. I like knowing what I need to eat for breakfast, lunch, dinner and the snacks in between and I like having my list of breads, proteins, dairy’s and fats in front of me so I can see what to choose from.
Since I have been in such a gray area of recovery lately, where there is nothing that is black and white, having something that has some order to it and some finality to it such as this meal plan is bringing me some relief and bringing me some comfort.
I was able to successfully stick to my entire meal plan yesterday, with the exception of eating the fats at lunch and dinner-and I am so proud of myself for it. Regardless of the fact that I was pretty much full all day and all night, and a little uncomfortable, I pushed through it.
Even though Ed tried to convince me that sticking to the meal plan will make me fat, my black and white personality actually came through for me and it over powered Ed’s voice.
Like I have explained before, when I decide to do something, I do it. I decided to not look at a scale and weigh myself for one year, and I am doing it. I decided to commit to this blog, and I am doing it. And the same goes for this meal plan; I said I would do it, so I am doing it. Nothing Ed can say or do can stop me from doing something when I decide to do it.
Yesterday, I had the beautiful gift of actually getting to eat lunch with my sister. Had this been one month ago, the situation would have looked something like this: my sister would come over, I would stuff her face with every kind of food in the house and I would just watch her eat. I literally became full by feeding her.
But yesterday, I was able to sit down and eat with my sister; I didn’t just watch her. She helped me conquer the first lunch that I had to eat on the meal plan and I am forever grateful to her for that. After I made it through lunch, I knew I had the strength to make it through the rest of the day, and I did.
It makes me so happy to look back at yesterday and remember me eating lunch with my sister and even dinner with my grandma.
I am starting to see that even though my recovery has its dark days, it also has its bright days; and on these bright days, not even the sun can outshine them.
Hello to lunches with my sister, hello to embracing this meal plan, and “hello life.”
5 thoughts on “Day 23: Liking The Plan”
I love that the first person you shared a meal with in my tummy was the first person you shared a meal with during your recovery on your new plan! And I know she loved it too! Keep on keeping on!
Aww that’s true !! I love that too =)
I liked this post because one day feels so good. Fingers crossed that each one after it can too. 🙂 Any progress should be totally celebrated. 🙂 I am so pleased for you. x
🙂 very happy to hear you got to enjoy your lunch. “Nothing Ed can say or do can stop me from doing something when I decide to do it” You are sticking to the script and havent missed a beat. Congratulations on another win and you are one step closer to the title.
Beautiful sisterhood and beautiful perseverance on your part. We are I’m this together. All for one and one for all