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Day 1. M1 beef stir fry, .... onions, zuke, pepper, beans. Topped with coconut butter. Yum. M2 Tuna salad with home made mayo. Apple slices, carrot sticks. M3 bbq steak, green beans, salad with home made vinaigrette, half of a baked potato. Feel satisfied.
Hi, everyone. I'm on Day 18. The first half of my W30 was great. I experienced mostly positive things. I haven't slipped once and believe I've found my new way of life. I love the eating style and rules, I'm working out almost every day, sleep is somewhat ok. I've always had sleep problems and that has only slightly changed since doing W30. Steadily over the past few days, however, I've been on an emotional dive. Impatiently wanting the satisfaction of completing this cycle but at the same time terrified of the end of W30, absolutely unable to shake an obsession over weight loss, and now it just straight up feels like depression. There are a few outside circumstances that could be the cause: PMS and now my period, a couple rough nights of little sleep because my kid was restless, and then yesterday my neighbor suddenly died. We weren't close but my kid loved him and he loved my kid. She doesn't know yet. We haven't told her because she has also been emotional so we decided to wait until she got a good night's sleep and a little steadier to tell her. Work is also intensifying a little and I'm heading into a major phase on a big project. I'm an emotional eater and drinker. So I've wondered if the absence of those things has a direct correlation to how intensely I've been feeling this sadness. I've read similar posts to this, looking for commiseration, so I know I'm not alone. But I could really use a boost. I could really use encouragement. I could also REALLY use some help on how to shake the weight loss obsession. Intellectually I know it will take a year to truly achieve the changes in my body I want. It's a long game. I also know that I want to live my life like this forever. So what does Day 18 even mean when it's part of the rest of my life? Ugh. Help.