The only time a person EVER “falls off a wagon”
is when there’s a wagon to fall off of;
a set of rules, ideals, or beliefs around food that we let determine how we feel about ourselves.
“I was sooo good with food yesterday, and today, I SUCK.”
and I’m guessing that when you go into the place of “I suck,”
when you “fall off the wagon,”
you fall hard. Like knee-deep-in-brownie-batter-hard.
Not fun, and so avoidable.
If you want to make peace with food, and stop shame-eating cookies in the middle of the night,
what “wagons” am I trying not to fall off of?
Where am I judging my performance with food?
Where did I draw an imaginary line of “not okay?”
AND GET RID OF THAT SHIZ.
Because as long as there’s a wagon to fall off of, you WILL fall off of it eventually.
“Falling off” is not your problem. Your wagon is your problem.
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