It is my 4 month anniversary. Forgive me as I will ramble on a little. I feel I am going through a much less intense version of the rollercoaster that my little invisible friends are going through and I will try to make sense of it with the usual metaphors and allegories.
First my brief history. I'm a lucky one. Instant responder with nearly no side effects.I immediately lost the endorphin rush of AL, my body and brain figured that out and I was ecstatic. In control. Made new rules to live by, lost weight, didn't die of diabetes...all good.
4 months later...still here but not so elated. Why? What changed. Uh... Still have that previously elusive control? Uh..yeah, I guess. So whats the rub? Uh..kinda in a rut, I guess.
Metaphor: Ever go on a diet for 4 months and get real religious about it. You eat greens and smoothies and drop soda and NEVER eat hamburgers. After 4 months you get on a scale and you lost 2 lbs. 2LBS!!! THAT'S IT??!! AFTER 4 MONTHS!?! I fully expected to drop 20 YEARS!! And I'm still in this apartment spending way too much time on forums and such. GAH!!...I need a life! And I can still taste fried chicken in my mouth if I think about it!
Ok. Did the NAL do its job? Uh..I guess. Do you still have control? Uh..yeah. Is that still a big deal compared to NOT having ANY control? Well..yeah..but....I guess I wanted more.
So. This kind of thinking would be more understandable had I gone through months of SE's while waiting for some elusive change. But I was a lucky one. I believe I am due a beechslap. Girls get in line. So on my anniv I will proceed to get off my fat lazy butt and go enjoy some life. Maybe. You have about 30 min to form beechslap line
Love, Steve.