This last week was emotionally-trying as I handled some EXTREMELY complicated and delicate matters in my life, and I'm still very shaken. As my emotions took a toll on my body, I was very sick to my stomach and then after I came to terms with it I wanted to E-A-T.
I wanted ice cream. I wanted chocolate and A LOT of it.
I did eat a couple bites of ice cream and 1/2 of a cheeseburger. As I savored each delicious morsel of goodness, I realized that: 1) it didn't taste as delicious as I imagined it would and 2) I was satisfied by only one or two bites.
YIPEE!! That was the first lightbulb. Maybe I don't NEED to use food as comfort.
I called my gal pal and we went out. We ran grocery errands together. It was fun afterall. I'm back on track and feeling hopeful for this week. Tomorrow is always a NEW DAY!