Emotional Eating

This week has proved to be a tough one so far...probably one of the toughest since I've started my journey. I've stayed on track but it's been really tough....REALLY TOUGH. I am an admitted "emotional eater" and this week has been crazy stressful and busy at work.  On top of that, my 90 year old grandfather (I call him Pop) is in the hospital with pneumonia. I'm a worry-wart by nature and when you factor in something serious like that, I'm a total mess.  I love Pop more than anything and I'm worried sick about him.  He is my hero and I just want him better and back home.

I want some cookies.

I want a bowl of cereal.

I want to drink a GIANT Diet Coke.

I want some french fries.

I want some chocolate.

I just want to get lost in a sea of comfort and deliciousness so maybe I can forget about everything even if just for a little while.

 

I know that will not fix anything..but that is how I've always "coped" in the past. I've managed to fight off the urges to eat so far....I just hope that I can stay strong and not give in.  I've come so far in the last 7 weeks and a binge of comfort food would be a huge setback emotionally. I can do this. I will not give in. Baby steps. Slow and steady wins the race.