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Shangri-la-dee-not-so-much

May17

I’ve jumped off the bandwagon after one week, four days of ingesting flavorless calories. Why, you might ask? (Or maybe you don’t.) If the SLD tricks were working to lower your appetite — and even change your cravings to more healthful food — why stop?

Mental health, baby.

As I posted before, taking oil had some severe effects on my mood — effects that reminded me of how I physically felt during full-blown depression. While the sugar water didn’t have an adverse effect at first, it started to after about the first week. Given the choice between glorious thinness (uh, yeah) and mental stability, I’ll choose stability every time. Add to that, I not only didn’t lose weight; I gained a pound or so, plus I feel “squishier” (technical term, that).

For all of those folks who find SLD to work, more power to ya. For me, it’s not turning out to be an option.

I need to get back to studying for this Saturday’s GRE. More later, perhaps. Then again, maybe not.

posted under health & wellness, psychobabblings
2 Comments to

“Shangri-la-dee-not-so-much”

  1. Avatar May 21st, 2006 at 8:47 pm mark Says:

    thats too bad you had an adverse reaction to both the SW and the oil. assuming you have the book, have you tried the extra credit options, like crazy spicing your usual food? some people have reported that crazy spicing (eg, randomly spicing your food from a selection of say 5-10 different spices) has the same effect as the oil or sw as far as appetite.

    whatever you do, good luck!
    -mark
  2. Avatar May 28th, 2006 at 9:01 am Stephen M (Ethesis) Says:

    I found that when I wasn’t submerging my emotions with food, it was harder to deal with emotions until I got on top of them and adjusted to not having the buffer.

    If you can’t take the time to adjust, this isn’t the time for the diet. But when you have enough support, you might want to try it again.

    Wish you well.
 
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Allison
Los Alamos, NM
After a childhood of immersion in my family's religious tradition, I hit college and my first true experience with the question, "why?" Why did I believe as I did? If I thought about it, I had no idea. So, I spent the next ten years not thinking about it.

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Once I hit 30, I began asking myself that question all over again. A few years later, I woke one day to realize that I simply didn't believe. For many reasons, I am a much happier (and more emotionally healthy) person having let go of god. There are still days that I wish god did exist. It would be a relief to relinquish responsibility to a greater power.

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But, even better, I can see life for what it is, and work with reality. That's more powerful than any god could hope to be.