Ig,
Thank you. I'm grateful that it's appreciated. I remember when I was miserable, reading about others' successes would occasionally put me off. I'm glad that I can contribute.
T-T-T
I can email you the e-book if you'd like. It's a pretty bare-bones diet. I call it "protein sparing starvation', because the only thing you're really allowed to eat is protein, and just enough to keep from losing lean bodyweight.
Works like a charm though.
Isolde, thanks.
Yup. It's a better antidepressant than a hefty dose of anti-psychotics, without all the ensuing mania and uncontrollable compulsions.
I went to the bar with my fiance the other night. She ordered a margarita, I a 32 oz bud because that was the cheapest beer. I had a drink of her margarita and what I enjoyed wasn't the alcohol, it was the salt on the rim. I was so busy talking to her and the bartender that had forgotten about the beer. I took a sip, set it down. I tasted hops; it was good, but I quickly forgot about it again. It wasn't until my fiance had finished her drink and asked for mine that I remembered it was right under my nose.
I've never been the confident, talkative and social type. In the past I'd sit there quietly with my nose in my beer. My girl would be pissed at me all night and most of the next day because I basically pulled her out of there by her elbow so I could get home and drink myself into oblivion. People are noticing the change in me. I've gotta think this will help me professionally.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't get a little choked-up on the drive home. I just can't believe that I'm going to be able to live, no thrive, for the rest of my life without the itch. It's wonderful.
-Ian
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