Day 1 - Beck Diet Solution: Create Your Whys

So today was all about identifying my "whys" for losing weight. I'm pretty excited about my refreshed reasons. Some of them are private which I won't post here, but a few of them are:

I deserve to look the way I want to look.
I'm not going to let the past hold me back.

A core concept of Beck is to identify your Sabotaging Thoughts and to contradict them with Helpful Responses. Here's an example:

Sabotaging Thought: Well I've always been fat and it's no use trying to lose weight because I'm just going to regain it again.

Helpful Response: In the past I might have regained weight because I didn't have all the tools I needed to lose weight and keep it off, or I didn't practice and sharpen those tools. But this time is different. I know I cannot kid myself and must face reality. And the reality is that I must always practice what I've learned, or I will give myself permission to forget it. And as long as I keep practicing and holding myself accountable, my weight loss will be permanent.

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Day 22 - Beck Diet Solution, Say “Oh Well” To Disappointment

Inigo Montoya: Who are you? Man in Black: No one of consequence. Inigo Montoya: I must know... Man in Black: Get used to disappointment. Inigo Montoya: 'kay. The Princess Bride (20th Century Fox 1987) Just as Inigo shrugs off the disappointment of the Man in Black’s declining to reveal his identity and gets right back into the duel, so too must we shrug off those discouragements that go hand-in-hand with losing weight and keep truckin’ down the weight loss trail. It’ll go easier for us if we do. What if we just lay around bellyaching about how horrible it is that we can’t have that donut, can’t eat/drink exactly what everybody else does at parties, can’t just open the fridge and eat whenever we felt like it? How much would we really accomplish that way? Even if we do stick to our plans for a little while under that mindset, we’d be fighting an exhausting battle with ourselves every day and eventually give in. Even the patience and resolve of saints would

Jimmy - 2/1/20

I dreamed of my Jimmy last night. It was one of those dreams where it was all a mistake. He hadn't really died. He was at some nursing home and they were trying to find him for me. Then in another part of the dream he was running around randomly spraying a hose. Being that goofy Jimmy that he was. I was hiding from him, terrified. Then he popped up in front of me and sprayed some in my face, and I just laughed. I hugged him hard. Then in another part of the dream I was lying with him on the floor of the den in my grandparents' house, where sometimes I would just fall asleep in contentment. I was leaning against my Jimmy. I could feel myself leaning against him. Then I woke up and saw I was leaning against the big pillow instead. Wow I love you Jimmy. Always will. Never was anyone like you before, nor will there ever be again. This was not my first "it was all a mistake" dream. I guess I'm still shocked that you're not here. I am so

Pariah

so burnt out looking to socialize i take a few sips of the libation my senses heighten i just listen to the sounds of the room frenetic chatter all around me right next to me within inches of me the drink feels like my only friend that's how i know i'm going into a dark tunnel triggering all the worst in me people jabbering on like robots not talking to let people in but to keep people out like me how different this is from the days i wandered through Demarest Hall at Rutgers vibrations all around were pulling me in urging me to make merry with them with no alcohol in sight just love proliferating.... everyone was welcome everyone was celebrated and then there was tonight the chattering all around me me just sitting there invisible i tried to reach out tried to connect tried to feel like it felt when there was no barrier just acceptance no judgment but they turned away back to the safety of their own whatever that means so i put a stop to it i put my drink on the bar i walked

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