This is a serious post!

I was lying in bed with my husband today and it occured to me that I would be breaking up with my lover tomorrow...my lover being food! Sure we can still be friends, as I will eat differently: smaller portions and paying more attention to what I am eating. But there is no more passionate eating! No more careless late night romps with ice cream! No more eat now and think later episodes. I will not be able to hide behind my fearless fork and spoon for comfort. I have had to admit that this relationship has been dangerous and harmful, and we should have broken it off sooner. But in all honesty he is so sweet at times and spicy at other times. He was always there when I needed him, and he always gave me what I thought I needed. It really wasn't FOODS fault it was my own. I am the one who took the relationship too far-I am the one who got into bed with FOOD. To be honest we should have just been friends from the start; I think I would have been happier that way. So at mid-night tonight I will tell FOOD that we can just be friends; no longer lovers...I know that FOOD will totally understand, but it will be me that will have the problem. I will have to fight the urge to call (or as some call it "Drunk dial"...or we might call it "visiting the fridge"). I will have to stick to my resolution to stay strong and know that it was not a healthly relationship. When FOOD passes me on the street in such forms as chocolate, Cookies, tacos, cheese burgers, and hot wings I will have to resist the temption to run back into the arms of FOOD. I will just wave and say, "hello" as I drink my Protein shake.

"I am sorry that we have to break up FOOD, I think it is better for me that we just stay friends..."

I promise you that you will have a healthier relationship with food that you will prosper from! You will learn a new better love, that enriches you MUCH more than before ever!

You will find that you can love yourself more than you love food. It feels good to find that you can eat without overeating, it is a new kind of love. I find that I have come respect food as a nutrient, not as a councelor, friend,or a boo boo fixer. I no longer live to eat, I eat to live and I actually enjoy it MORE.

While, as all break ups go, it is hard at first, it will be better for both of you....the Cookies are selfish and don't love you back much.....

Moving on is always the best medicine...growing sometimes has bumps and bruises, but the self-respect that I gain will be worth it in the end. Besides...my husband makes a better lover than FOOD anyway!

Amy,

I LOVE your post. I totally feel the same way about food and as crazy as may sound I feel like I will be going through a "break up" as well when I have surgery. I want to copy your post and keep it in my home office because I feel like I could have written it myself. I know it's serious but it did put a smile on my face because it's so true!!! Thanks for sharing!

Jenn

Jenn

Well I tend to write in a tongue and cheek fashion...even when things are serious; I find it makes things easier to swallow. I am glad that I am not the only one who has to break up with FOOD. It looks like FOOD is going to loose a lot of lovers in the world tonight! Yeah, feel free to tell FOOD to "Stuff it!"

I totally understand. food is my life. Isnt that sad? All my family ever wants to do is go out to eat. My best friend said that this Friday before I start my prop diet we should "gorge" ourselves. While I am terrified to "break up" I am more terrified of what food will do to me if i dont break up with food. I have had more health problems in the last year than I have had my whole life and it will only get worse. Food will only become more and more abusive until it kills me. So my decision is made to leave food and become only friends to save my life. I think that is the best decision I have ever made. While I am terrified of surgery, I am ready to face my fear and ready to live again.

-Melissa

I actually mourned the loss of food. That is quite natural.

LOL!!!! I've said this many times although I said I was breaking up with my best friend "FOOD"

It is so true! GOOD LUCK ON YOUR BREAKUP!

Im so glad that I dont feel like the only one about my love affair with food. I havent even been banded yet and already trying to prepare myself.

Great post!! You hit the nail on the head with that one! Beth

You do indeed mourn food....what you do not miss however is the guilt that always snuck in after a binge, or after eating something you told yourself you would not. You don't feel the shame, for being unable to stick to your diet.....

So while you kiss your lover good-bye, be sure to leave the door open for your friend food. It is much better being on a friendly basis, than having a secret lover....nothing to hide.

No secret stash of Halloween Candy! No late night all alone with the TV binges. Food is now your friend, you bring them out in front of everyone, and neither one of you abuses the other anymore!!!

A much healthier relationship awaits you!!!!

While I understand the fear, and the panic at leaving food behind....I truly believe what I said----soon you will realize how much guilt and unhappy feelings you tied into food as well....and you will be much happier!!!

By now you should be over into bandland....welcome!

Kat

I totally agree with you all. How hard it is to "break up" with a lover. Can we really be "friends" or will we have a stand-offish relationship? I think that for now, I will just say fairwell for now....When we get back together, I will be the one in control. Hugs to us all!

I did not feel anything like this until after I was banded a week ago. I told my husband the same thing this past weekend, that my love affair with food was over and I was somewhat sad. I guess it is just a process.

Cookielover.

That was a GREAT post and you have a great sense of humor! You should write a book.

This is a serious post!

I was lying in bed with my husband today and it occured to me that I would be breaking up with my lover tomorrow...my lover being food! Sure we can still be friends, as I will eat differently: smaller portions and paying more attention to what I am eating. But there is no more passionate eating! No more careless late night romps with ice cream! No more eat now and think later episodes. I will not be able to hide behind my fearless fork and spoon for comfort. I have had to admit that this relationship has been dangerous and harmful, and we should have broken it off sooner. But in all honesty he is so sweet at times and spicy at other times. He was always there when I needed him, and he always gave me what I thought I needed. It really wasn't FOODS fault it was my own. I am the one who took the relationship too far-I am the one who got into bed with FOOD. To be honest we should have just been friends from the start; I think I would have been happier that way. So at mid-night tonight I will tell FOOD that we can just be friends; no longer lovers...I know that FOOD will totally understand, but it will be me that will have the problem. I will have to fight the urge to call (or as some call it "Drunk dial"...or we might call it "visiting the fridge"). I will have to stick to my resolution to stay strong and know that it was not a healthly relationship. When FOOD passes me on the street in such forms as chocolate, Cookies, tacos, cheese burgers, and hot wings I will have to resist the temption to run back into the arms of FOOD. I will just wave and say, "hello" as I drink my Protein shake.

"I am sorry that we have to break up FOOD, I think it is better for me that we just stay friends..."

AMY - LOVE IT- SO TRUE - YOU SHOULD BE A WRITER !!!!!!

The late night eating - omg - me - now i have my yogurt instead of what is ever is in there and now adays that isn't too much ...

:update:

Well I broke it off with food yesterday at 11:30 am. You'll be happy to know there were no tears shed;:Cry: it was just an "ok see you later" kind of thing. I left the hospital feeling a little overwhelmed as I had never in my life did something so life changing (Well except have a child, and get married.)

This journey is mine alone to take. Sure I have a lot support from friends and family who will assist me, but in the end it will be me making the choices to live better.

The only question I have is why does it feel like you get punched in the stomach everytime you breakup with someone? Let me tell you something when Food and I broke up it was like, "Ouch, you have got to be kidding me!"