Contrary to what the title could lead you to think, this is not a rant, but a simple reminder, for me and perhaps for others who’d be interested, of how overeating causes nothing but complete misery, come to think of it. Unless I’m just the only one with a body reacting violently to and overload of (binge) foods, but somehow, I’m sure this is not the case. Not all the time, at least.
Yes, I’m aware this may become a TMI post, or at least one containing gross ‘revelations’, but I don’t care. If it is what it takes, if writing it down can remotely help anyone, myself included, why not face the facts and the truth, and think of all it entails? (You don’t have to read what follows if you don’t want to be disgusted, by the way. I sure am disgusted. Which is why I wanted to write it down, black on white.)
Therefore, I need and will quit that silly behaviour of bingeing, because…
- I feel and am so effing bloated, and it tends to last for a couple of days.
- Do I need to mention ‘not feeling too well and wondering if I’m going to throw up or not’?
- Even sportswear tends to get tight after a binge. That’s not a funny realization.
- My kidneys ache. Seriously. I’m not sure it’s exactly that, but I don’t know how to word it otherwise, and it precisely corresponds to that area of my body, so let’s say that my kidney aches. It’s worse when the binge included junk food such as McDonald’s. Must be all that sodium and other crap.
- I’m always thirsty for hours on end. Usually, I tend to drink a lot, but this takes it over the roof.
- Exercising is hard when you’re feeling so bloated.
- I have a temporary ‘energy rush’, but this is not productive energy (if I can even call it this way!). It won’t allow me to revise my lessons until 2 am or work on an essay, for instance. Rather, it will keep me up until 2 am, and then I’ll lack sleep and be cranky and more tired the following days.
- Once I’m in bed, I don’t sleep well, which adds to the general tiredness that is to follow.
- I wake up sweaty (it’s awful in winter, because I don’t heat my room during the night, and therefore being wet in the morning = being cold). I don’t even get that sweaty after lifting weights for one hour. I absolutely hate that side-effect. It’s so gross and disgusting.
In brief: the aftermath SUCKS.
And I don’t ever want to get through that crap AGAIN.
Sheesh. You’d think I’d have pulled a Sherlock long ago, added X to Y and realized that all of these ’symptoms’ were all linked to the same cause. Well, now I finally did. And it’s not pretty. And because it’s not pretty is precisely the reason why I needed and wanted to post here today.Now we can all proceed to a general barfing party, then resume regular, normal, healthy eating.
