Simultaneously dropping with the crystal ball in New York City on New Year’s Eve is the dropping of infamous diet commercials. Sometimes I wonder which is louder – the people gathered with their noisemakers in Times Square or the loud person squawking on the commercial, claiming that losing weight is the answer to all your problems?
In my past experience, as soon as the ball dropped, singling a new year, it was time to get “disciplined” again and start a diet. It did not matter what I weighed. The commercials made me believe that I was the problem and they (the diet) were the solution. They convinced me that life would be blissful once I lost the weight. It was like all my problems would be solved once the weight was gone. And I believed that to its core. It’s why I was constantly on some diet in my adult years. Most years, I followed the Weight Watchers (WW) plan. The year before I was diagnosed with an eating disorder, I tried a doctor-subscribed appetite suppressant as a “last resort.”
I’m fairly confident that if I had not healed my relationship with myself that I would have given Noom a try this year. The Noom diet plan is fairly convincing that it is simply a lifestyle, much like WW.
But because I have healed my relationship with myself and my body, I won’t be jumping on the latest diet kick, such as Noom, when the clock strikes midnight. I’ll be spending my time with loved ones, eating a delicious home-cooked meal, topped off with an equally as delicious dessert. I’m not worried about eating too much tonight because my body knows that I will have delicious foods again tomorrow and the next day and the next day after that. I will serve up my plate as if it is just another meal on just another ordinary night. Food no longer controls me like it used to. At the height of my fad dieting, I believed that certain foods were taboo, so if I ate them, I would avoid eating them in social situations and then go to town on them when all alone. I had such a love-hate relationship with myself, food and my body.
Yet, I worked hard to overcome my eating disorder and body image issues at the age of 46 so that when I turned 50, I no longer had to experience the same New Year’s Eve as if it was a repeated Groundhog’s Day instead.
Diet culture is very convincing, but I am living proof that it is possible to break free from dieting and thrive without it!
Will 2023 be the year that you say goodbye to fad diets and body bashing and hello to confidence in your body?Book a discovery call with me today to see how you too can overcome diet culture and love yourself instead!
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