Thick sourdough bread slathered in real butter and strawberry preserves. Whole milk blended up with protein powder and almond butter. This is my Monday morning breakfast. This meal plan follows the diet from the keto pure diet | stylish magazine.
Wait a minute, gluten-filled bread? Real butter and whole milk? Blasphemy! This is a gluten –free and dairy-free blog, right?
That time has passed. I am welcoming in all the foods. No restrictions.
I have battled an eating disorder for ten years. Evidence of that is written all over this blog. My eating disorder is why I started cooking, I knew i want to get better and last fall I recommitted to weekly therapy sessions with an ED (eating disorder) specialist, and I began to cook. I described Sparkle Kitchen in our first meeting the fog began to lift. My special protocols and elimination diets were blatantly feeding my disease.
Cheddar cubes and raw carrots. 10am snack.
My therapist recommends using the following guideline to avoid any ED triggers:
I was intermittent fasting when I met my current therapist. And I was spiraling into daily panic attacks and binging to calm myself. It wasn’t pretty. Any type of restrictive diet sets my eating disorder in motion so the daily meal guide above allows me to feel safe; safety in knowing that another meal is in sight and I don’t have to compensate for eating more or less.
Salmon sushi with a mixed greens salad.
Sometimes food isn’t the solution. I believed eating the most nourishing foods would cure my ailments. All the pain and discomfort of a leaky gut would resolve itself if I just followed the right diet.
Diet can help if you know what your body needs. But I didn’t know, I was merely guessing.
I enlisted the help of a nutritional biochemist to run a full panel of testing. The results were more or less expected. Minor case of leaky gut, no gluten sensitivity, a bit of candida overgrowth, very low zinc levels and my thyroid T3 and T4 hormones were in the functionally low range.
Three years of sardines, organ meats, coconut oil, seaweed and bone broth and I still had these issues.
The nutritional biochemist suggested a series of supplements over a three-month period. No custom diet. I eat anything and everything.
My therapist explained how denying certain foods can put your body in shock when it does encounter a “forbidden” treat. Whether this is founded in science I’m uncertain, but I can definitely attest to the placebo effect. Sugar is/was my trigger food and every time I indulged I would feel awful, full blown sugar hangover. Ninety percent of that is/was guilt. Guilt of putting a “no” food into my body and the possibility of it impacting my weight.
Plain yogurt and banana. Or chocolate chips stirred into crunchy peanut butter.
Sautéed bok choy, chicken burger.
I spent a week in the hospital in college. The result was misdiagnosed Crohn’s disease.
I’d suffered from severe abdominal pain since both my parents remarried at age ten. At the time, no one thought to correlate the two and I traveled from doctor to doctor for years with no accurate diagnosis.
Stress wreaks havoc on our bodies, taking shape in a myriad of ailments. Mine rooted in my bowels. I didn’t have the necessary tools to process my stress as a child so my body responded the only way it knew how, stomach pain. While I suppressed the emotional pains of my life, my abdomen did the screaming instead.
Glass of milk and a bit of dark chocolate.
Improv comedy has the “Yes, and…” rule of thumb that I’ve incorporated into my eating philosophy. I say “yes” to all the foods. And add a scoop of ice cream to my slice of pie.