Unexpected Nugget #4: My relationship with food is not the
problem.
How can I possibly say this? Wasn’t I the master of the
midnight pasta binge? An ice cream extremist? The girl who could never eat just
one cookie when the whole box beckoned? Isn’t that proof positive that my relationship
with food was all screwed up? That I was all screwed up? After all, those
things cannot possibly be called normal behavior.
Well, that’s one way to look at it. Here’s another. Maybe my
brain was perfectly sane. Except that I was addicted. To sugar. What if I did
not have a dark, twisted relationship with food at all, but instead had a
physical addiction to sugar – and its kissing cousin, high-fructose corn syrup –
that drove me to crave sweets? Or other foods, like pasta, that turn into sugar
when you digest them?
The idea that it’s all in our plump little heads, that our
relationship with food is profoundly messed up, keeps the blame for obesity on
the overweight person and off of a food industry that makes fat profits by designing
products full of sugar that we are unable to resist because we have become
addicted to them. When someone points out this fact and takes aim at the
problem, like Michael Bloomberg and his ban on oversized servings of sweetened
soft drinks, that person is mocked and condemned as an agent of the ever-growing
Nanny State, trying to take away our Big Gulp freedom. The irony of all of this
is beyond comprehension, because once sugar gets its crystalline claws into you,
you are anything but free.
So, here’s the deal. My relationship with food is and has
always been just fine, thank you. What messed me up was my love affair with
sugar, which is why sugar and I are no longer a couple. As any ex-addict will
tell you, once you get liberated from your drug, it’s best to keep it as far
away as possible, though that’s easier done with things like nicotine or
cocaine, since you don’t need those substances to survive and it’s unlikely
anyone will insist you have just one little Christmas Cigarette or Holiday Hit.
My estrangement from sugar is a bit trickier. Sometimes he
tries to woo me back, as abusive boyfriends are wont to do. It’s not a perfect
situation, and sometimes I slip up. But I’m not crazy either. And neither are
you.
Excellent post - makes all the sense in the world. I really need to make me a poster that says sugar is addictive. I've always known it is - I just never did anything about it. I quit sugar (and white stuff that turns to sugar in my body) at the beginning of 2012 - JUST TO SEE if stopping the inflammation would stop the arthritis pain. It did. 90% of arthritis pain gone after 5 days, lost 30 pounds over 6 months, AND, THE BIGGIE: I was able to be taken off insulin that I'd been on for years. 'Course I'm not smart enough to STAY off sugar, and will eat a ridiculous amount at one sitting, but that urge seldom occurs now, and I'm able to get right back on my clean eating path. Thanks for a super post!
ReplyDeleteDonna, that's amazing that your arthritis pain was gone in 5 days! Why don't doctors know this stuff?
DeleteExcellent post! Agree with everything you said.
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