i did something really good agienst ed today

i just wanted to share,  i am horrified by someone else cooking me anything,  if i must eat someone else's cooking or go to a restaurant i must have a work out or long walk...or i cannot do it. over christmas i exercized an hr half everyday cause we had to eat out so much. but today i am so sick i have to stay in bed, and my boyfriend made me bread with cheese...and garlic,  he is european. and i ate it sure it was just two pieces of toast, but in the last 3 years he has cooked for me twice because i get so anxious when he is n the kitchen cause i dont know what he is doing to my food.  and i am affraid he is going to hide fat in it....like his mom does...pathetic but true,,,me not her, she is trying to help. but there is my accomplishment for today!! since i feel like i am slipping i am glad i did something good.

High Five!

That's awesome, not pathetic at all! Feel proud, and get better soon :)

Sounds good..  When you're back on your feet in a few days keep things moving forward by asking your boyfriend to cook meals for you on a regular basis.  Now you've overcome the initial aversion, it should be easier to accept.

ya i guess it would help if he did make me simple things like cutting up my fruit or doing my oatmeal cause he cannot screw that up...thing is he is usually too busy and i really enjoy being able to prepare our dinners its part of my day

Original Post by bobo1:

thing is he is usually too busy and i really enjoy being able to prepare our dinners its part of my day

 I'm sure that's true but so is...... "but in the last 3 years he has cooked for me twice because i get so anxious when he is n the kitchen cause i dont know what he is doing to my food.  and i am affraid he is going to hide fat in it..."

As you've made a good start by letting him prepare you a snack, don't let it go to waste by falling back on old excuses like 'he is usually too busy'.  You were rightly proud of yourself when you wrote the original post but now it seems you're backtracking and letting the bad habits regain control.  You don't need to be weakened by an illness to do the right thing.   Since anxiety only gets worse the longer it remains unchallenged, it would be a pity to let this opportunity pass.

Oh dear, I totally feel for you. My mother has at times tried to load foods with unhealthy oils (the ones that contain trans fats), because she simply would not understand that the flax seed and truckload of peanuts and walnuts I was gulping down constituted sufficient fat for the day.

Best you can do is confrunt her with the facts; I made a detailed nutrition sheet for one day`s worth of eating, calculating the grams of fat ingested, which came at around 102% of the RDA for my calorie intake. She couldn`t deny the numbers when they were right in front of her face and since then she has not tried any more nasty tricks.

hahaha cooool :P

btw, did  it taste alright :L?

You mean the fatty food? Well, the butter or oil she was using had no taste (as opposed to the olive oil I prefer), so it didn`t taste different, but it definitely had a very different consistency, since my mother and moderation don`t go hand in hand, so it was quite obvious to me.

If you feel it tastes different, though it shouldn`t, it could be a psychological thing too. Just remember that fats are not the devil, and they help you have healthy skin, hair, avoid liver problems, and get your period regularly. But as far as possible, choose the healthy kind of fats, unsaturated, found in nuts, seeds, fish and olive oil. :) Some of those with every meal will make your body so much happier.

I love preparing dinner with my boyfriend - it's romantic and fun. He kind of gets the little tasks because I'm a really healthy eater and he's.....not :-P (I'm trying to lose, not recover or anything) but we'll chop up food together and talk. It's really nice. :)

Congratulations on your small victory!

congrats.

It's funny all day today I was "proud" of myself that I was honest with my boyfriend about the food I had eaten in the day (he is aware I have an ed and often asks) and just from telling him I became less anxious when i did eat.