“Bingeing is such an emotionally frenetic activity that no other concerns can exist in the same space. It is a hell that people who are food-sensitive are familiar with…”*
You’ve have had the worst day of your life…or so it feels. The day did not start well. You ate poorly the night before and did not sleep well. As a result, you overslept, rushed through your morning routine, and stepped on the cat’s tail, which caused you to topple your bowl of cereal, creating another slowdown as you were then forced to clean up the mess. Already late, you rushed to the car only to find that it wouldn’t start. When you finally managed to start the car and ease out of the driveway and out into traffic, you realized that every person in the five-county area had decided to populate the highway. After a desperate ten-minutes, you finally, desperately entered the stream of traffic. As you drove into work, your mind busily ruminated on the conversation that you imagined would ensue when you reached the office and you were, once again, late. The boss was not going to be happy!
The rest of the day continued in a similar vein, until finally, the long day is finally over, and you are desperate for something that will make you feel better. Something that will take away the frustration … and the self-judgments … and the overwhelm. You find yourself frantically searching through the contents of the refrigerator for something, anything that looks good. Something that will taste good. Something that will distract you from the abysmally horrible day you just had. Something that will soothe you, calm you, satisfy the frantic thoughts and the tension in your body.
Aha! You spot the grated cheese. Nachos sound good, you tell yourself. It was a rough day. After such a stressful day, who deserves a little treat more than you do? So, you carefully open a bag of tortilla chips and choose a handful – just a few! You stack them neatly on a tray and cover them with a carefully measured amount of cheese. While they heat in the microwave, you replay the day in your mind. The agitation grows. The fear. The shame. The humiliation. You tap your foot until finally the timer sounds, and you are soon blissfully engaged in the act of consuming nachos. But you don’t stop thinking about the day, not entirely…and now you realize that on top of everything else, you blew your diet. Arrgh! Oh, well! You might as well eat more. There is a whole bag of chips on the counter and more cheese in the refrigerator…and you can always start the diet again tomorrow.
Thirty minutes and three plates of nachos later, you come up for air. You are full – too full. You are groggy, sated, and somewhat comforted. But there is a new problem. Now the shame kicks in. And the self-judging voices follow close behind. “You blew it! You always blow it. Why can’t you control yourself? You’ll never get a grip. You’ll never lose weight. You’ll never succeed at anything.”
Sleep comes slowly that night. But you’re sure that as miserable as you feel tonight, you won’t eat this way again. You’ve learned your lesson.
Until the next worst day of your life.