“It’s just another day…. It’s just another day.” – Oingo Boingo
For those of us with eating disorders, the holidays can be a binge waiting to happen.
Think about it … You got your sugary food on every corner … you got your family of origin pushing your buttons … you got your extra credit card charges due to the holiday spending … it’s a trifecta of anxiety that only a binge can soothe.
Don’t do it.
Don’t wake up tomorrow sick, bloated, and sorry you succumbed to the evil sprinkly Santa cookies.
Here, let me share something with you.
Years ago, I learned to think of whatever holiday was upon me as “just another day.”
For example, Thanksgiving to me is “just Thursday” and today, Christmas, is “just Tuesday.”
It helps, really.
It’s not that I don’t take joy in the specialness of the occasion – I may be a lot of things but “big bummer” isn’t one of them – but if I put too much focus on the “holidayishness” of it, I get overwhelmed and want to eat to calm down.
Especially when surrounded by binge foods that are just so darn cute.
This, too, shall pass.
No, you will not die because your feelings are hurt, thanks to the insensitive comments of your stupid family members.
And no, your overachieving cousin will not be in town forever to make you feel even worse about yourself.
And no, those evil sprinkly Santas will not heal the Big Ache inside you.
Because only you can do that.
Now go have yourself a nice Tuesday. And leave Santa alone. He never did anything for you anyway.
Like, where’s your pony already?
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