Comments on: What’s your vice?

By: cristina

cristina — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 18:07:38 +0000

My main “vice” is oversleeping. Apparentlly, it’s not as bad as other vices, but the problem is that it prevents you from getting things done, and makes me feel bad because I am wasting so much time. I think it is related to procrastination. Not good

Other vices of mine are pointlessly surfing the web for long hours, watching too much tv, and shopping. I also eat when I’m feeling anxious, but it only makes me feel good when I can find something delicious to eat.

By: Karen

Karen — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 16:46:46 +0000

This is a bit late in the game but:

My vice is definitely food, even after losing 80lbs (Still not at my goal weight, but I’m MUCH thinner and fitter than I was).

I think my husband doesn’t have any vices of that sort though (or none that I can see). Which doesn’t mean he’s perfect of course (he lets dirty dishes just PILE in the sink til I tell him to clean them. Ugh.) But he’s very well-adjusted.

By: HEATHER E

HEATHER E — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 00:10:26 +0000

spending money (shame I don’t have enough) on crap I don’t need. The internet. I am in front of a computer for 9 hours a day at work and come home and surf the web on my lap top with the TV on. It is sick. I blame adult ADD.

By: Michelle

Michelle — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 11:20:24 +0000

Are you kidding? It was hilarious! Had me laughing out loud. I can understand not wanting to deal with crap though. And cancer humor is hard to defend. Even though it made sense to me :)

By: Tracy M

Tracy M — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 17:26:15 +0000

Textured food. I go for whole cashews, macadamias or sunflower seeds on thickly buttered bread. There’s something about the crunch that I find deeply distracting when I’m stressed or hurting. I think it’s partly something to do with the internal head space noise of eating crunchy food, blocking the world out in that ‘leave me alone’ kinda way LOL

By: Stacy

Stacy — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 17:39:20 +0000

OK. This is really gross, but here I go: Picking is my vise. Not picking up a cupcake or a candy bar (which, of course, I thoroughly enjoy!), but picking at my body. When I’m really stressed it begins without me really even knowing it. First my fingers explore the surface of my scalp. Subconsciously, I think this is the place scabs are the least likely to be seen. And before I know it, I’ve started picking a scab or a pimple or just digging at a spot on my scalp so that I may later harvest a future scab.

When I was a kid I used to keep a scab collection on the top of our bathroom medicine cabinet. When my sister found it she almost threw up.

I sometimes wonder if this may be a form of self-mutilation, like cutting. I’ve quit for more than a year at a time but I can’t seem to rid myself of this disgusting and embarrassing vice for good. Maybe admitting it publicly, in this post, will make me stop.

Oh shit. I just found my fingers in my scalp.

By: Debie

Debie — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 07:14:23 +0000

Spending

By: Karen

Karen — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 09:28:00 +0000

Brownies. That’s why I gain weight at Christmas -that’s the only time I give myself permission to bake goodies “for the children” who are all grown and moved out.

Warm brownies topped with Breyers vanilla ice cream. Brownies with coffee. Brownies with coffee ice cream. Brownies with a glass of milk (or eggnog). Christmas baking is my enemy!!!!

By the way, the annual eating season begins Oct. 31 and ends Feb. 14th. Or 15th – whenever all the Valentine’s chocolate is gone.

By: Lyn

Lyn — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 01:07:47 +0000

I have finally started turning to the exercise bike for stress relief. I always hated exercise. I never thought it would happen. But after I ride I always feel so much better. And now, when things are rough, I want to ride my bike.

By: Em

Em — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 15:04:36 +0000

Smoking pot is definitely my favorite low-calorie coping mechanism. I’d like to think I have it under control, but I’ve definitely had weeks where I come home from work and need to smoke every night, which most people would probably consider excessive. In some ways it’s much easier to hide than alcohol or food – I’m a good stoner and nobody really knows when I’m high – I can run errands or talk on the phone with friends. But I know deep down I get much less done and end up feeling like I’m walking around in a fog wasting my life. I’d like to think I could quit whenever (sometimes I go a week or more without even thinking about it), but I just don’t know since I’ve never really tried.