The Scarcity Diet:
I've done this diet so many times. The "I Can't" diet. I can't have that, I can't have this. I can only eat these few foods and only so much of them.
- 8 oz sugar free fat free yogurt topped with 1/4 cup fat free granola
- 6 oz of low fat soup topped by 1 tablespoon of fake sour cream
- one cookie
- 1 rice cake topped with 2 tablespoons cottage cheese
- 1/2 cup of low fat no sugar ice cream
- 8 chocolate chips
Food is rare, it it limited, and lots of times it is fake. You better sit down and enjoy every bite because, honey, there are not very many bites. And they don't taste very good.
It only takes one "meal" to feel deprived. Along with that feeling of deprivation comes the distinct feeling of not being nurtured, a cold empty longing for comfort. Then you get greedy and if your 10 year old eats a rice cake with Nutella you might freak out and yell about needing every. single. one. of those cardboard cakes! For crying out loud. After all, you are starving! Everyone must suffer! Heaven forbid he pours whole milk over your expensive diet granola (that tiny box will fill up exactly one of his cereal bowls). Heads will roll!
The longest I have made it on The Scarcity Diet is about 1 1/2 days. So my family and friends only suffer a bit before I dig out the Rootbeer Ribs and Cap'n Crunch and gorge, trying to erase the impoverished suffering I have forced on myself.
This poverty of food, of nourishment, never works. At least not for someone who loves food.
The Abundant Diet:
I love food. I use it to nurture. I use it to celebrate. I use it to show my family I love and care for them. I use it when I am upset, bored, lonely. Food is a big deal to me. The Abundant Diet works because I can have as much food as I want. An endless supply of food needs to be eaten. Everyday I need to eat at least:
- 1 pound of raw vegetables
- 1 pound of cooked vegetables
- 1 cup beans
- 5 pieces of fruit
- 1/2 cup of starchy food (whole wheat bread, brown rice, potatoes)
- nuts and seeds
Have you ever tried to do this? It's too much. Food is plentiful. Its spilling out out of my fridge and out of the fruit bowls (yes I have more than one fruit bowl now). I am full. I feel nurtured. I need to share it. Come over and eat my food! Please! I have too much!
I'm no longer measuring, weighing, counting. I'm just enjoying. My emotional needs are being met and my physical needs are more than being met. I no longer crave food to make me feel better, to fill a hole, to comfort me. Food has become a joyful thing I do rather than a constant obsessive fight.
I am satisfied.
How are you eating: Scarcely? or Abundantly?