It doesn't take much to sit back and recognize hungers that are mental versus actual physical hunger. The appetite I have is mainly based on FOMO - the fear of missing out. Everyone else is, so why not me too? Real, stomach-needing-a-refill and body-needing-more-energy hunger? Almost none even still.
But old habits die hard, and I found myself giving in to the urge to nibble on this or that - each time, regretting it soon if not immediately.
I am still very much learning about myself and my new routines with this tool, and it's hard not to slip back into the painful cycle of negative self-talk.
Three weeks. You couldn't even handle three weeks. You're going to fail at this like you've failed at everything else, always.
I'm learning. I need to give myself some grace. I am a month and a half into this, and down 40 pounds. This is not a small success - I am making tremendous progress, one step at a time. I need to focus on the bigger picture and think about all the positives, not just be brought down by the day-to-day challenges.