You know the very first time I ever heard this phrase "trigger foods," I was reading something in a medical journal. Can't remember which one, but it mentioned this "trigger foods," as though everyone would know what it was. Ooops they were wrong.
I determined that trigger foods were foods you truly craved. All of us have them whether we know it or not. These foods are our favorites whether we know it or not. I determined mine are peanut butter (use to eat it by the tub fulls), pizza (especially Pizza Hut Pizza - I swear I died and went to heaven eating double cheese pan pizza from Pizza Hut) and my all time favorite? Cream rolls, you'd call them cream horns. I've notified my mother that if I am ever dying, please please please shove one in my mouth before I die, I want it to be the last thing on my lips when I go! Ooooh baby!! I think there must be a special place in heaven for the person who created cream rolls...yum!
Anyway, these type of foods, make me crave other foods. I may not want these foods more, but it creates a raging appetite and makes me want tons of other food. It's like gaining momentum as you graze on food, any food.
So if all of you think about it, you'd probably discover your own trigger food(s).
That's why when I was starting to lose the weight, I was so terrified of losing it if I went near those three things. I avoided them like the plague and believe me it was tough going at times. How the heck do you avoid pizza?!?
Sometimes I would daydream, that one day I snapped, went nuts on cream rolls and they found me face down in a hole somewhere, whip cream and cream rolls everywhere (think of movie: The Lost Weekend), a really stupid smile on my face as though I went somewhere wonderful. Crazy I know.
I was goofy enough craving sugar at time that I once contacted the local bakery the next town over, ordered a 3 tier vanilla wedding cake, had them put two fake names on it, went the next day to pick it up, paid $65.00 for it no less, went home and that was all I ate over a two day period with a gallon of milk. Talk about away in tra la la land? I didn't even realize what I had done. But it sedated me like no drug or great sex ever could. It comforted me by putting arms around me and holding me close and putting me in a type of drunken stuper. What I didn't admit to myself then, was that I had the King of all Eating Disorders. I never even got sick eating just that cake and milk.
To this day, I rarely, rarely have vanilla cake with vanilla frosting. Too easy to go there again. I do have a piece on a birthday. A sort of ritual to myself to see if I can keep it sane. Have so far, but boy why do those swine in the supermarkets always put the cream rolls in packages of 6 and then run a sale that's "2 for the price of 1?!" Are they trying to make me nuts or what?!!!
I often wonder if real sex is like that..hmmmmmm...nah! Not a chance honey!
Have a great weekend folks, stay safe, stay sane, stay away from the cream rolls....