AAAAaaaaarrrrgggghhh!
I am SO grouchy today; the sugar withdrawal is gnawing away at my brain and it's getting me nuts! (mmmm...nuts) It's amazing how much it's possible to bury frustration and shame and anger and loneliness with sugar without even realizing it, then when eating sugar is no longer an option we are completely broadsided by the tidal wave of pain and heartache. I mean, I had some idea it was there having been through this cleanse before, but it is always a shock.
And all that mess aside, eating has become so totally depressing that although I'm physically hungry, the thought of more raw greens or meat is just...well...off-putting. I mean, I just ate an entire fucking english cucumber! In one sitting! and I still feel like eating!
I don't want to get too dark about stuff, but I feel the need to comment on the fact that being back on the wagon, this time with hired help, has left me pretty angry. Went to the gym this morning and felt like everyone could see right through me, as though I have the word 'FAILURE' written across my forehead. Then again, maybe that's just the withdrawal talking, because I tried doing some weightlifting this morning (for the first time since my concussion) and it felt SO good.
Oatmeal tomorrow morning!! And COFFEE! and...and...blueberries! pant pant drool drool
I feel for you, really!
ReplyDelete*and this coming from a guy who just finished stuffing his face with a giant Save-On cookie and about to enjoy his slurpee*
Good luck!!! :)