Well it’s official… I’m a fat old git. I’ll be 59 in a few days and the diet has failed utterly. I’m even heavier now than I was when I started the diet last year.
It’s becoming clearer and clearer to me that I *am* actually addicted to something in the food I’m eating. Something in there is affecting me in some way that I don’t understand and causing all sorts of nasty effects.
When I’m “off food” I’m active, happy and productive. When I eat… total opposite. Depressed, and I lie around doing sweet f.a.
So… what to do? Currently… no idea… but it would appear the answer is to stop eating!
Well obviously, while I need an approach that doesn’t involve eating, as usual the same problem exists. I need to eat to live… but at the same time I’m killing myself… it’s a bit of a quandary… yes??
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