This is a great thread, and I see myself in many of your posts. It seems that so many are close to getting over the hump, but still struggling to figure out how to completely break free from the insanity -- and insanity is what it feels like.
Like many of you, I spent a lot of time (years!) trying to figure out where I was going wrong. Was it the food? Yes! Was it
only the food? No!
For me, this process has taken a lot of honesty. Each time I've struggled, I had to answer some questions. Did this binge begin with a certain food? Was I genuinely hungry or hungry for something else? Did something else trigger this? Has this happened before? Has it consistently happened before? It wasn't until I began to answer these questions truthfully that the insanity began to lift.
This is what I discovered about myself. This applies to me, not to the general population, or to other binge eaters.
1) No amount of "sweets" can safely pass my lips.
I'm referring to cookies, cakes, candies, etc. There's something about a combination of sugar, fat, and flour that is like crack to me. Once I start, all I think about is more, more, more. One serving is too much and at the same time never enough. Not on weekends. Not on holidays. Not on my birthday. Never. Ever.
2) Crunchy and/or salty snack foods are almost as dangerous for me as sweets, with one exception.
It seems that I can safely eat them if they are individually portioned and there is no possibility of going back for another serving or another handful. So crackers, chips, nuts, etc. are rarely part of my diet. I might take along an ounce or two of nuts in a ziplock bag for a snack when I'm on a hike. Or I might have one of those individually packaged bags of chips as part of a lunch on rare occasions. For me, those things don't make me crazy. But I can't have even one tortilla chip from the bottomless chip basket at a Mexican restaurant, or I'll end up in Mexico with a tattoo by the end of the night.
Before I continue, notice that items one and two are almost entirely non-compliant with this WOE. I really shouldn't be eating them anyhow. But for the first few years on this WOE, I tried to justify the occasional "treat" because I didn't want to be too "restrictive" and "deprive" myself. The reality is, as others have said, when I eat from those two items above that's when I'm depriving myself -- of sanity, good health, confidence, self-satisfaction, etc.
3) I have a hard time telling when I'm truly hungry, and I need to take time to really make sure I am before I eat or keep eating. So I handle that in a few ways.
a) I don't ever eat more than seconds because I could never really be that hungry. I don't do Iron Mans. I'm not a Navy Seal. I'm a freaking engineer who jogs a few times per week. For the love of God, I don't need thirds. Ever.
b) I wait at least five minutes before having a second serving. I wait to make sure that my hunger is a real hunger. Most of the time I decide that I have better things to do than sit there waiting for five minutes to pass, and I just stop eating.
c) I eat three meals a day, and only eat snacks if I've planned them at least an hour in advance. So if I get hungry between meals, I look at my watch and say something like, "If I'm still hungry, I'll have an apple in one hour." Then I either have the apple, and the apple alone, or I decide I'm not really hungry after all. I'm pretty sure I can survive off of glycogen stores and body fat for 60 minutes without dying.
As I said, it took me years of falling and getting back up to become honest enough with myself to live according the the principles I outlined above. I eat according to the WOE outlined on this site about 90-95% of the time. But sometimes I go out for dinner for Thai or Indian food, and it's got a heavy dose of oil in it. Maybe two or three times a year I break down and have a hamburger. Those things aren't great for me, but they don't make me "cray cray" like the things I've listed above. With the items listed above, I'm 100% compliant, or I will inevitably binge. And when I binge, it's not just for a day. There's no telling when I'll get back on track.
But wait, 100% compliance, isn't that -- gasp! --
perfectionism? I think perfectionism is when you berate yourself and others in your life for not being perfect. I don't do that at all. Should I stumble and fall, I get up and learn, then get back on track. But I expect to be 100% compliant with the principles I've outlined for myself, no matter what. We do this in many areas of our lives. I expect to be 100% honest, 100% faithful to my wife, 100% alcohol free (that makes me cray cray too), etc. I don't ever say, "Well I can't expect to be perfectly faithful to my wife. That's perfectionism!" Of course not. Perfect compliance with what I have vowed to her is required.
I have stopped lying to myself, pretending that I could eat a piece of birthday cake like everyone else. Having some structure around the way I eat has been tremendously freeing because these days I don't think much about food until it's meal time. I'm not the kind of person who snacks, so why would I think about eating between meals? I'm not the kind of person who eats ice cream, so the stuff my family has in the freezer doesn't really call to me.
I hope I haven't diminished how important the WFPB WOE has been to my recovery. It's been instrumental. Dr. McDougall and Jeff Novick teach food sanity. But the food hasn't been the only thing. The behaviors had to change too, not just the food.