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Fed into my food addiction today yet again. Not full blown, but close to it. It has been almost 4 weeks since my last big relapse and I have been using food 2 times this week already, last week it has been 3 times. I am so over this shit. I will promise myself to really get sober from tomorrow on. The first 2 weeks are always so damn hard ... but I have done it before and this damn relapse has to end.
Same. At least I've kept my calories reasonable and I'm way more active. Averaging 7k steps a day. Some lower, some much higher. Adding in more dedicated workouts.

Death to the food menace.
 
8n5mg1.jpg I take it this stuff works pretty well?

I had one of my job finding meetings and rewrote a cover letter that should work fine, tomorrow my partner has his big tech showcase at his school so I'll be going to that, it should be interesting seeing what the different projects are. I'll be trying to talk to different shops so hopefully something works out
 
I have definitely dipped into the tack box for the occasional liniment/hair care stuff. This looks like fairly good stuff, but the key ingredients here are the camphor and menthol. My guess is some of the other stuff helps, this looks legit and not horribly expensive. Also note: Absorbine Jr. is basically the weak version of the stuff they sell for horses, which is actually just plain 'Absorbine'. Works fine, but take it seriously when the label says 'if you rub don't wrap'. That's for horses. It goes double for humans, because it will burn like hell. Take it from an old-school horse girl.
 
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I didn't get the job. Fuck me, I really thought I was going to get this one too. This happens so fucking often, I get almost all the way through the interview process, then last minute, I get fucked in the ass. I mean fucking hell, I'm so sick of all this. And then everyone wonders why the young people are turning into commies and don't want to work. It's this fucking bullshit in this absolute shitshow that is modern work.
 
I hope you don't mind me asking, but what exactly do you mean by 'food' in that context? I thought you were talking about overeating but the sentence 'i've been using food 2 times this week already' really threw me off.

Sure! You're lucky that I LOVE to talk about this topic with strangers on the internet, because in real life I pretty much can't talk about this with anyone but my poor husband who has heard it all at this point.

Content warning: Anecdotal gibberish about food addiction behaviours from a non professional.

Food addiction is way more complex than "just" overeating and how much or what you eat. Especially when you're a long time participant like me (pushing 20 years). The behavioural part also plays a big role. When I talk about "using food" I mean participating in behaviours that feed into my addiction, even if I don't vastly overeat in calories or eat "typical" addictive foods (like sweets or fast food). Whenever I eat food not to satiate my hunger but to cope with emotions, I "use" food. And that behaviour feeds into my addiction and therefor worsens the cravings and "addiction voice" more. The lomger I don't engage in certain behaviours, overeat a lot or stay away from certain foods, the less active my addiction is (cravings subsiding, "voice" becoming less aggressive) and the better I'm off to stay sober.

Food addiction is also seperate to Binge Eating Disorder and needs to be treated different. While some people can have both at the same time or be more or less on the spectrum of either.

In my particular post I was talking about eating foods that are not completely off limits to me, but in a way that feeds into my addiction. I ate too much, off my food plan and without real hunger and wanted food to deal with bad emotions I had. That why it was phrased this way.
 
Feeling good. My house sale (buying) will finally complete next week, which means I can then get to work doing some minor cosmetic work. I figure a month maximum, my wife and I will be in the countryside - a complete 180 to what we've both experienced pretty much all our lives.

It comes just in time too, as only a few days ago we had a bottle thrown at us by some scum class teenagers (literally, broad daylight, no provocation, two shitbag kids threw a 2 litre at us - missed hugely,) and a literal nigger stole our black bin - and slyly knocked on our door beforehand, out of view of the camera (to verify if we were in, I guess.)

City living, in the UK at least, deadens you to dysfunction and niggery like this. I'm hoping my brain will retrain itself over time to not expect this kinda bullshit. Just white, middle class people in the country.
 
This vacation is everything we needed tbh- getting so much sun you feel drunk, getting lost in thought and awe staring at the ocean, inexpensive seafood, time and energy to work out daily exactly how I want to instead of what I can squeeze it in, happy uninhibited laughter from excited kids, bonding with my in-laws, plenty of alone time with my husband. We're definitely on the tail end of it which sucks, but that's no reason to put a damper on the festive mood. I'm already tired and pleasantly sore, and it's just past noon. We're getting ready to teach the kids how to snorkel, and they are very excited, especially since we saw a hermit crab and dolphins at the location yesterday. In-laws are going golfing tomorrow, which is our last full day before an early check-out and long road trip back, so we're going to be testing the sunscreen's power with a full day out on the beach because the kids and I are solidly on the ''never tan, always burn'' spectrum of skin color.
I do miss cooking though, lmao.
 
To follow up from my last post about the NHS deciding to stop one of my treatments quite a bit has happened. The lone paramedic taking shifts at the practice stepped in and managed to get me an appointment with a private doctor, giving me hope that I can continue my treatment even if I have to pay for it. He also managed to pull some strings so I can get help for another issue I'd been forced to pay privately for, so I won't have to pay for a scan or a biopsy! :biggrin:

We both took note that the consultant who dropped my treatment agreed with the GP I'd been assigned's plan to send me to fucking CAMHS, which is a service for children's mental healthcare, because they agreed with them that my symptoms were to do with mental illness. On top of this I managed to catch sight of a letter one of the other GPs received from a consultant who reported to them that I had Trichtillomania (the act of pulling out hair due to mental issues) and was suffering from delusions about my problems, so I asked him to search my medical records about it. We both found out that neither of those things had been added to my medical record.

Now I know damn well doctors have a right to withhold info from a patient in extreme cases, but somehow I don't feel my case is that sort of extreme and I am fuming at the NHS for keeping this all hidden. Can any Kiwis here who are autistic enough to work in medical health shed some light on why they'd do this? Because it looks like fucking negligence to me.
 
Work’s been pissing me off lately, I’m the only guy that can work mornings so that means I’m on all the morning shifts. Pay isn’t worth it. It throws my schedule off because when I return I’m too tired to do anything other than lie down. Additionally, I’m really trying to learn a lot from coding to music production. The latter is giving me a lot of trouble because, while I can make decent chord progressions, melodies and instruments (synths specifically) I struggle with. I have this very strong anxiety about being creative that I can’t seem to fix. So that contributes to my negativity.
 
I feel like I have the flu all the time now. I could barely walk a few blocks to buy fruit and plantain chips. My legs didn't hurt. My body just didn't want to make them move for some reason. It's like I can't feel them the right way. My finger tips feel weird too sometimes. I'm always tired. Not sleepy. Tired. And one of my cats has been sleeping on my pillow and following me around.

I keep saying "I'll be fine in a week" but that week never comes. I was really sick a few months ago with a lung and kidney infection I couldn't shake. That started in September and just came coming back until like January. After that everything started feeling worse. Everyone says I'm coughing a lot. I haven't even noticed. Guess I'm used to it. Over all I've been just pretending I'm ok. I don't feel ok. But I have to be. So that's the way it is. I'll mention it to the doctor again in May if I still feel ill. It's been raining a lot. Practically every day. Maybe it's too damp out for me.

Also, that cat that follows me, Lola, is overdue for shots. I use a low cost vet and they are always booked solid for shots. They do a lot of the TNR in the city and kitten season is starting. So appointments for anything are gone fast. Lola is an indoor cat but she's also a door dasher. There's a lot of cats around here fighting at night. And there's raccoons too. I don't want anything to happen to her.
 
Recently the badge I use to get in and out of the building I work was blown out of the holder by the fucking wind.

Other than that, I'm alright. Trying to get things finished and work on my physical appearance before my upcoming reunion.
 
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Work situation is a little awkward. Everyone loves what I'm doing, the other teams in the other department have nothing but rave reviews about me. "Never been supported like this, first time we've felt like what we say is listened to" bla bla fucking bla.

I'm doing some quality control shit on our powder-coats. Trying to figure out why we're getting shitty results, if it's the coater, if it's our prep, if it's the powder, etc. The problem is, while I have a degree for this, I have the knowledge for this, the girl who made the colour palettes, who has no education and the palettes are...lacking, seems to be a bit uppity about this. The owners have told people to "Go to Zyklon" about it. Which they should, but, they haven't told this girl that hey...you're being sun-setted or hey, Zyklon will make sure your shit is done correctly at the very least.

She made a comment about "being involved this time" when I was looking at swatches from another supplier. This is an issue I've been working on for awhile, she has been no where in sight.
 
She made a comment about "being involved this time" when I was looking at swatches from another supplier. This is an issue I've been working on for awhile, she has been no where in sight.
What you need to do is have a heated argument about two shades with names like "summer fancy" or "Blue-kun" that are 99.999% identical
 
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