|Yeah, you read right. It's fun to be on this diet. the first 3-4 weeks are hard, but after that it's almost magic happening, and an immense feeling of power.
A week ago I got a craving for salad, because in all the million diets I had in the past, I was limited with the oil ("no more than one teaspoon!"). So you can feel that having 1.5 spoons of olive oil on your salad feels like a big relief, right? Also, after so many years of dieting I hate vegetables, but now that no diet forced me to eat them, I craved their freshness. So a couple of tomatoes, one red pepper, some parsley, some onion, and fresh mozzarella cheese. Lemon, olive oil, salt, yay.
But I couldn't finish what was on the plate. So next time I made it, I reduced the amounts of everything. And... still couldn't empty my plate.
So here's what it takes to make me feel full, now:
1 small tomato
half a red pepper
a small wedge of onion
1.5 lumps of fresh mozzarella
That's it. Me, who used to be able to eat three courses of a meal, I get full by that. Or two eggs. Sure, I can throw bacon in with the eggs, or some cheese, for flavour - but basically, my stomach's capacity is... two eggs. And then I remain happy and full for four hours. No wonder the weight is dropping.
It's a slow way to lose weight, because I don't at all bother with sports, and sometimes I mix food groups, which, while allowed, does slow the process; but it's effortless.
The catch is - no sugar and gluten, in any amounts, ever. At all. But after the first two weeks (which are downright withdrawal), you do a variety of mental exercise - some to kick down the dopamine (to the point your brain no longer releases dopamine when you see or think or smell pizza, or ice cream, or fresh bread, or cake) - and without dopamine, you don't feel the craving; and without craving, you don't need will power to resist it. There's no 'resisting' in this diet.
The second - and far more important part - is to end up viewing food as fuel, not as a pain/boredom/frustration killer. Real hunger is felt in the stomach. Sugar-or-gluten induced hunger is felt in the chest, and emotional hunger is felt in the throat. When I feel hunger, I stop to feel my stomach. Is it full? If so, my hunger is of the other kinds, and it's not food I want. If it's emotional hunger, I need to stop and think what feeling it is I'm looking to kill with food: Is it boredom? Anger? Sadness? Frustration? There's a lot of things that can be done to deal with any of those, but simply searching and identifying helps. If it's not real hunger, ten minutes of doing something else will make it go away. I usually clean, or go to Blender. My brother could be building aeroplane models. Whatever makes you focus on something else for ten minutes. Then... it leaves.
Sugar-or-gluten induced hunger is far worse, because it's chemical - and addictive, and it's a downright drug. This is why we don't touch it at all. The other week I ordered a burger from a restaurant I trust, and for hours after eating it I was crazy with hunger and didn't know why. I tried all my bypass routines, yet felt I needed something. I tried a drink, tried smoking, waited two hours, nothing helped; my stomach was full, but I needed to eat. Eventually I did eat, and then again, and my stomach was hurting and I was way beyond my capacity, it wasn't fun at all, but the hunger was sated; then I realized - there must have been sugar in the burger's sauce or something. I haven't felt that need to eat even past fullness since July, but there it was: chemical, uncontrollable, a drug.
And there's a part of me that's infuriated with this. How dare they, the governments and the food industry, put this poison in our food? It's addictive, and serves zero nutritional purpose, and damages us by making us eat far more than we need. It's a bloody poison, but they put it in everything. Sausages, yogurt, mayonnaise, all sauces, milk, canned tomatos, everything. Check the ingredients on food you buy for a week, you'll be horrified. And each bit of this stuff makes you hungry, and addicted, and less healthy.
Without this - and with slowly dissolving the emotional eating - the weight just... falls off. Slowly, true; but without having to hold back, without craving, without feeling deprived, without exercise. The body finds its balance, you end up eating just as much as you need, and the access weight melts away. I lost about 17 kgs; I still have 30 to lose; but it's effortless, and it will happen. And I eat so little now, and I'm never ever left hungry or craving.