Sunday, 10 January 2010

10/01/10 ~ Emigrating

No, I'm not emigrating to the USA (I wish!) I've just moved over to Wordpress permanently now. If anyone wants to stick with me you could update links to http://scarecrowsinshadows.wordpress.com.

Many thanks

~Jess~

P.S Just a few last eats from Thursday and Friday:
Two mini (30g) Berry Cheeky Nakd Bars.


1/2 cup oats, 1 cup rice milk, 1/2 cup water, cinnamon, banana, last *sniff* scoop of Jay Robb Vanilla Rice Protein.

Thursday, 7 January 2010

07/01/10~ Wordpress Worries and Weather Woes

Back again. I'm just posting here for a while, as it's somewhat of a mess over on Wordpress, although thanks to the brilliant, lovely Blue-Eyed Heart I managed to retrieve the posts with most sentimental value to me. I'm getting there, but at a snail's pace. It's very much like that with my thesis too. I'm doomed in terms of getting the draft done by January 20th unless we suddenly experience a heat wave.

I'm not resigned to the weather reducing me to a totally unproductive state. I do try to fight it. I've taken to drawing the curtains all day, so I can't see the snow outside or if it starts again...unfortunately sometimes I can hear it, so I'm wearing an iPod most of the time too. Even so, the number of hours when I'm not either crying or staring into space blankly are few. The anxiety this is causing is sky-high...first, I ran on the road. Then they became too icy, so I ran on the pavement, which was covered with enough snow not to be so slippy that they were impossible to naviagate. Now, they have solidified into drifts that are knee-deep. I tried my best this morning and it was honestly a living nightmare. It took me 2 hours and 5 minutes to run 13 miles, which would normally take 1hr 40 minutes. I can't do it again...my back was twisted into all sorts of weird positions trying not to fall over and I can't risk the injury potential. But I'm finding it hard to get to the gym in these conditions. It seems like someone up there is conspiring to make me crack. I've broken down twice and binged already this winter...I can't afford to snap again. Every time I try to adapt, something else jumps up and smacks me in the face. This has gone on for close to a month now. I don't know if I can take any more, but I have to because the snow isn't going anywhere. Self-indulgent though it may be, I feel as though the universe is laughing at me, taking away my exercise which was my only coping mechanism for life and forcing me into gaining weight. Though this has gone beyond issues of weight. I cannot stand letting this shit beat me.

I'm not sleeping again after one or two nights of rest. There's the possibility of grit supplies running out, gas supplies running out, power cuts...then I won't even be able to do DVDs. What about food deliveries to supermarkets? I'm utterly useless in a crisis. I barely function when it's a beautiful summers' day. I'm trying to get a sense of proportion...but seeing how much other people are suffering just makes me feel worse. I keep imaging myself in their situation, stuck in cars or unable to get out of the house. My Dad has been out shovelling snow, pushing people along who are stuck in cars despite the fact that he's 64 and had a stroke a few months ago. He's risking a heart attack to help others. He stops every time he sees someone, no matter what the risk to himself. I am a coward. I am selfish and when the going gets tough I put myself before others. I just want to get home if I'm out because I'm too much of a coward to be a good samaritan. I am a hideous and horrible person, scarcely good enough to be classified as a human being. All I worry about is weight, exercise and whether I can get to the gym or not.

My interview and almost all gym classes have been cancelled due to the weather, which is just as well given my psychological state. Well, not the gym classes. I'm going stir-crazy with only my thesis and my anxiety for company.

My main worry with moving over to Wordpress is the fact that you can't moderate comments before you receive them. On Blogger, there is an option to block anonymous commenters completely, thus filtering most of the potentially crueller people from throwing insults at me. I have no doubt that I'd get some pretty nasty comments if anons had the option. It would be just like being back at school, waking up in trepidation every morning to wonder what fresh insults would be hurled at me as soon as I entered the grounds. Does anyone know if there's a way of 'insulating' oneself on Wordpress? I know again it's an example of my cowardliness that I can't face people who are probably telling me what I don't want to hear about how much I eat and how much of a sponge I am, but I'd rather not have to test how fragile I am about this.

Eats today, just for some variety in the post:

Breakfast:

1/3 cup oats, 1 1/3 cups rice milk, 1 cup pumpkin, cinnamon, 1.5 scoops chocolate sun warrior, banana

More stress eating...I added extra protein powder on top because I used too much rice milk and the protein taste got slightly lost.

Lunch:

Chickpea salad (there are chickpeas under there!), two carrots, cherry tomatoes

Jazz apple

Gluten-free bread with Organic Pure Spread.

Snack:

Grapes and two tangerines ~ eating them like crazy for vitamin C as I think I'm getting a cold.

Dinner:


Lentil Bolognese, brown rice, peas & roasted courgette 'fries'

Snack later should be either two mini Nakd Bars or one larger one. Precluding any binges. Sorry for this rather boring and uninspired update.

Tuesday, 5 January 2010

05/01/09~ An Update...

At the moment I'm working on a new blog, so if my identity changes when I'm commenting just assume anyone signing as ~Jess~ or ~Jessica~ (the swirly dashes are all important) is me and not some random blog stalker ; ) Wordpress is an interesting entity and it's taking me a while to figure it out, but I think I'm slowly getting there. Beat's writing a thesis anyway...which I am still so behind with it's not even funny but in my current non-functioning state most of what I've written has been deleted as gobbledygook (brillaint word, not sure how you spell it but never mind) so I thought I'd just take a break from it for a day. Please let inspiration hit me tomorrow...

Thank you hugely for all of your comments. I am still in a state at the moment and keep swinging from overeating to overexercising to compensate and it's a painful yet boring cycle that I won't send everyone to sleep with here. It's amazing how snow can turn a person from just starting to make some progress and get her life back on track into a jibbering, manic wreck. But I know I need to push on anyway.

In typical rash fashion I really regret deleting my previous posts. Trust me to be so all or nothing but I don't know what headspace I was in when I did it. To be honest I don't even *remember* doing it which is somewhat scary. But to erase all of that work, to wipe all of my race pictures and recaps which meant so much to me...I think this is all part of the self-destructive impulse which appears to be governing me at the moment. I'm supposed to have an interview for a voluntary research position tomorrow but it's going to be difficult not only because of my current state of mind but because there are huge snowstorms forecast so the trains into Newcastle might be affected. I really don't want to get stuck there but I'm too afraid not to go because it's such a good opportunity.

I am so touched by the comments that really, it's all that's holding me together right now. That may seem sad, but it's true. Often my blog has been rather too open, but that's mostly because I can't express my fears or concerns at home or anywhere else really.

I hope there will still be some of you left to join me when I finally get set up properly on Wordpress : )

Saturday, 2 January 2010

Disappearing Act

Greetings to any residual readers and fellow blogging friends. I have taken the decision to stop blogging in this format. Yesterday, I forced myself to run over twelve miles through knee-deep snow, on top of two exercise DVDs totalling 160 minutes and a long walk, also in the snow...and also some obsessive cleaning of the house. This morning, I thought 'what am I doing to myself?' I may keep it under a thin veil but everything I do is geared towards getting back to the 14.5 BMI I had when I was eighteen. I still, in my heart, believed that thinness was everything. The worst thing is, I was starting to judge other people the same way, valuing desperately underweight people more than those who were healthy in terms of appearance. It's wrong. My whole skewed perception of life and the universe is wrong. The insomnia, the mania, all have been worstened by my restricting and insane exercise behaviours over the past month. I have lost more weight than I ever thought possible in such a short amount of time. Is it making me happy? Is it hell. None of this is worth it. Being a certain size is not worth the social isolation, the anxiety, the constant worry about whether the number on the scale will go up in the morning. And I know that when I restrict in this way, it does not help my bi-polar behaviours.

I am worrying people I care about deeply online and, until now, have not seen sense. Things are difficult at home too: the combination of me, my Mum's eating disorder getting worse by the day (I am convinced she'll be in hospital if the weather doesn't warm up) and the stress of my thesis is just too much to manage. I am not leaving entirely - I love and admire too many people here to do that. I am just starting afresh in a new location with a new focus. When will that be? I am not sure, but it'll probably come soon because I'll miss everyone so much.

Balance is not something that is easy for me. Today I have swung back to eating almost an entire jar of nut butter (among other things) and trying to just let it go and move on is not easy. But beating myself up over this isn't right either. No-one deserves to be so enslaved by food, but equally so it's just that: food. Binging is illogical and destructive, but it's not a crime. The guilt over it is exacerbated by the desire for extreme thinness. Hopefully, working on them in tandem will make them both gradually fade, in time. But they are interlinked, and while I do not let the restrictive behaviours go, the binging ones will always be there. I hope that, with time, this will even out and I won't go to town on foods that are 'forbidden' so much because, eventually, they'll cease to have that status.

I'll post here when I set myself up somewhere new, if anyone is still interested to read. I'll still be commenting, but I also need to lessen my reading of certain blogs where the focus is still dieting-orientated in mentality.

I still feel uncertain and ambivalent about this, and am fighting huge waves of guilt about how full I am, how little I have done today and how 'fat' I'm going to get if this carries on. But it's all part of the process. Watch out ED/OE/whatever the heck your name is, you're going down.

P.S The offer still applies that anyone who wants my spare five Tropical Fruit Tart Larabars is welcome to have them: just leave a comment with an e-mail address and I'll send them off.

Goodbye for now.

I love you all.

~Jess~