Food on my mind 24/7?

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Yeah, thinking about food all day is exhausting—what to eat, how to handle parties, tracking, saying no when you're still hungry, avoiding break room donuts when stress hits... it's mental weight loss never lets go of. Most people can't sustain that forever. I've even met people post-surgery who gained it back.
 
You'll gotta eat fewer calories than you were eating. That's the honest part. This stuff just helps us actually do that. Everything else follows from that one thing.
 
Port Charlotte options are limited - online tends to be the main resource for people in smaller markets. Most of what you need is here anyway.
 
The absence of food noise as a concept before starting is a really useful baseline for understanding what the medication actually changes. The speed and volume problem is a different pattern from constant food thought - the OP's mental occupation with food without hunger is almost the opposite of what you're describing. Did the medication change the eating speed or volume at all?
 
The shift from food taking up mental bandwidth to just... not is one of the things that's hardest to explain to people who haven't experienced it. Cookies in the house without thinking about them is such a specific marker. The OP's description of food occupying every thought is the before, and what you're describing is the after.
 
This was such a revelation for me too - finding out other people didn't have their whole day organized around food. I thought I just lacked willpower. The medication turned off that constant background noise and I finally understood that it was a physiological thing, not a character flaw.
 
First day on Tirz all I could think was, so this is what a normal relationship with food feels like? Completely mind blowing. Also genuinely irritates me looking back at all the people over the years who commented on my weight with zero clue that our brains and metabolism just weren't operating the same way. Their easy, casual approach to eating was simply their own reality, clearly never mine, until Tirz fixed that. These medications really are something else.
 
That's a fair point. Probably time to explore something else. Don't think my current provider is offering much beyond just managing my mood swings through a pretty heavy medication load.
 
Buddy, right there with you! Just started ozempic myself too, so a couple things.

That old appetite was really just a dysregulated metabolism talking. It's not normal to suddenly crave an entire bag of candy right after a full healthy meal. Fullness hormones are supposed to kick in once food hits your system, but for us they only ever fired for massive sugary stuff, never for healthy meals. I'm barely five feet tall and sit around 220 pounds. Wasn't about wanting that volume of food, my brain simply wouldn't quiet down until it got exactly what it demanded.

Congrats seriously! Ozempic gets your body finally acting like everyone else's. That's why a chicken salad will actually leave you full now. Hard to trust that after a lifetime of proof otherwise, I know, been there too.
 
Really well put! What you're describing is essentially an addiction, in this case tied to eating behaviors. Don't personally deal with that particular struggle around food, but relate through other things I've dealt with.

And yes, this really is what a normal relationship with food and eating feels like, genuinely wonderful, isn't it?
 
Consulted a couple different therapists over the years hoping it would address my relationship with food. Neither one made a dent, mostly because what I'm dealing with isn't psychological at all. It's physical.
 
Definitely the mental quiet that made the biggest difference. Practicing family and sports medicine while privately battling that internal sense of being a fraud, since thoughts about food occupied my brain nonstop despite counseling patients on health daily, was about as demoralizing as it got. Trying to lose even five or ten pounds produced a level of constant fixation on eating that felt comparable in intensity to what competitive bodybuilders describe right before a show.

Back when I first opened up publicly about wrestling with intense, insatiable hunger, plenty of pushback and judgment came my way. But every negative comment was outnumbered roughly five to one by private messages from people saying they'd lived through the identical struggle and felt relieved knowing they weren't the only one.
 
Yes, honestly the mental relief of not constantly thinking about my next meal has been huge. Still processing everything that came before, figuring out how to build new, healthier routines.

My weight's coming off painfully slowly, basically flat for months now, but feeling indifferent toward food through it all has been remarkable. (Down 25 pounds over nine months, hoping for another 15 eventually)
 
This is exactly what got noticed right away too, the quiet. Never realized how much mental space food was taking up, what to eat next, what to grab after work, whether the vending machine was worth a trip, along with all the guilt and justification that came with it. Exhausting, fighting the urge not to eat junk, giving in anyway, bingeing, then feeling awful afterward. Always assumed one day the guilt would finally be enough to stop the cycle, but that day never arrived. The internal battle stayed too intense and chaotic, and giving in to a binge was really the only thing that shut it up. Genuine food addiction, and every round of that fight ended in a loss.

Somewhere in the opening couple of days on this medication, everything just went silent. No more internal battle. Food finally became a basic need instead of an emotional reward.
 
The freed-up headspace is what really got me. Used to spend half of every work meeting silently plotting my lunch order. Now I just fixate on how long the meeting's running instead, which honestly brings its own annoyance. Having that background chatter go silent felt genuinely strange at the start, sort of like a radio station abruptly cutting to static mid-song. Found myself standing in front of the pantry with no purpose just last week, wasn't even hungry, just old muscle memory kicking in. Realized right then how much of my day used to run on that kind of autopilot. Been picking up actual books and finishing them again rather than doom-scrolling recipe videos at 1am. Odd swap to make, but I'm not complaining.
 
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