I was reading a post about Gastric Band Surgery and the before and after support they have...and how eventually, their success (or not) can depend more on their state of mind than the size of their newly reduced stomach!
I am of the opinion that my need to eat is rarely related to my appetite...it is all habit, and looking for the comfort and pleasure gained from eating; nothing to do at all with how hungry I am.
This morning, I avoided the scales as I had eaten more cake & dessert than was necessary over the last few days and I knew there would be no weight lost this week, and might even have been a gain, so didn't want to depress myself by dwelling on it. I planned to have a healthy breakfast and a busy day, and a better week ahead.
Then my partner ruined my mood by noting that I hadn't weighed myself and stating "so you have given up then" which bought out a very angry retort from me. I find it hard enough to get myself into a positive place mentally without being "pushed" from outside, which never fails to bring out a negative response.
I sometimes feel like an alcoholic who knows what they have to do, but sometimes struggles to avoid temptation, and then makes up a myriad of excuses so they don't feel weak or a failure.
Every day is a fresh day, and this "healthy eating" habit is no quick fix - it is for life. Anyhow, I am now back in the zone; I didn't thump my partner and I didn't eat a round of hot buttered toast after my cereal... I settled for a hot mug of blackcurrant tea instead.