Ok, I think there's a lot going on here for me. Tears just came into my eyes at BIWI's last post - of gratitude, at the idea I might be "allowed" to have breakfast.
WARNING: long, emotional post coming up. Feel free to skip!
As I've mentioned before on here, I was quite often left to go hungry as a child - my mum was an alcoholic and a single parent. She would quite often forget to cook an evening meal because she was drunk and there was never anything in the house I could just help myself to, so I'd go hungry. Weekends were particularly horrendous unless my grandparents came and got me and fed me. As a result I get panicky and stressed out if I "can't" eat for whatever reason. I tried 5:2 for a while before I found LCBC and it had a dreadful affect on my mental health - plus I actually gained weight because I'd gorge myself on non-fast days to "make up for it."
My mum hasn't drunk in more than 20 years, but she's still not great about regular meals - lives on coffee and chocolate. I quite often cook more than we need just so I can send her leftovers to make sure she eats a healthy meal occasionally. And my grandma, who I adored and who was a wonderful cook and baker, had definite weight issues. Though very slim she "watched her weight" all her life, and she'd visually "weigh" you when she saw - and comment on any gain. I remember her having stomach cancer in her 80s and being delighted that it caused her to lose weight.
And now I seem to gaining my grandma's anxiety about weight. I was so delighted when I discovered LCBC, it honestly felt like a miracle. I could eat tasty food, still cook (I love cooking), not go hungry or feel deprived, but still lose weight! And a lot of weight! I hadn't been so slim since I was a teenager!
But the more I lost the more I wanted to lose. Everything @Ninkanink said was so right - I am being a perfectionist, and I am stressing myself out. In December 2019 I got down to 9st 10lb - which while still within the healthy range for my height just didn't suit me, I looked frail. Despite knowing this - and knowing that I still look good at the moment, and actually have seen photos of me at about 11st and thinking "damn, I looked great!" - part of me wants to get back to that again. And maybe lose a little more...
Pre-lockdown, I feel like was genuinely "living my best life", to coin a cringy phrase. I was working in and training for a career I loved, which kept me physically very active. I was eating well - three meals a day, plus snacks if I felt I needed them. Funnily enough I never deprive myself of food when I'm working, because you need fuel for long rehearsals and for performances. I sort of feel like I've "earned" it, so I'm "allowed" to eat.
But now we're back in lockdown, and I can't work, and there's nothing to do but either eat, or not eat and then obsess about when I'm next "allowed" to eat. I feel terrified about regaining the weight I've lost, at least partly because I need to stay the same for work. My weight is on my CV, on my Spotlight page, on my agent's records...I don't want to have to amend all of those and become "the fat actress" again, playing the comedy support roles. Since I lost the weight I've been getting leads.
Anyway, thank you, @BIWI and especially @Ninkanink - your posts really have helped to clarify some things for me. I'm not sure what I'm going about it all, but it has at least helped me realise there's more going on here than just a bit of weight gain.
Apologies for spilling my issues all over the lovely positive thread, I know it's not really the place for it. I just don't really have anyone to talk to about it IRL, everyone thinks it's a bit mad and I should stop anyway. But in spite of everything it does work for me, and I do enjoy the food, so I shall KOKO.
Thanks for the support xx