Gluten, Again?

Well, I was doing pretty well. 3 days gluten free. I was sailing in a positive direction, yet still overeating at night. Thought I was doing better than I was actually. The days were ok, no itching or severe anxiety. Then, I got confused. Felt like I have a lot to be thankful for, but I have also mad ea lot of mistakes in my life. My roommates pancakes look pretty good. Maybe better than the guilt of going out in public with my dress more than 3 inches above my knees (and in high school, that was a no-wake zone). Oh yes, and also, the frightening sensation of waking up 9 mornings out of 10 having put on an inch in the middle of the night due to eating in my dreams. That's no good either.

Well, I thought I was doing well. No gluten, anyways. Then, I broke through a commitment I had to my well being. I thought another day in turmoil seemed more attractive than one day hanging out in the knowing that I am taking care of myself. And when I do so--good things show up. Sometimes potential cognition is not enough to break through habits. And other times, well, I make another choice because I am seeking a healthier outcome. THis time, I really knew that I do this, I get that. And I did it anyways.

Back on the wagon again. Hanging on by a few threads until I get the gluten out. It takes a few days to feel free again. Sometimes all we have is now and what we need is the belief that we can live free from an addiction to food. I have done it, and I know it is doable. It is a matter of choice, and a continued commitment to the process. I hope you are doing well in overcoming the struggle. I was reminder earlier of a wonderful insight: the struggle is the blessing.