Emotional Eating

Confession: yesterday I ate most of a box of chocolate frosted mini wheats.  Straight from the box, shoveling them in with my bare hands.  Wait, there’s more.  That’s not the only emotional eating I’ve done this week.  I’m not looking forward to weighing in tomorrow morning!

I had been doing well avoiding emotional eating until a few weeks ago and it’s amazing how slippery and steep that slope is.  I try to stay away from that “well, if I’ve already eaten something terrible today then I mine as well eat what I want for the rest of the day” thinking, but we all fall victim to that train of thought sometimes.

I’ve heard “nothing tastes as good as being skinny feels” more times than I can count, but have a hard time agreeing with that sentiment when I feel a need to binge.

See, it’s not really about how something tastes, at least not entirely.  Sometimes it’s about what that particular food means to you or how the act of over eating makes you feel.

For me sometimes is even about the need to rebel, to resist the control, to be “bad”.  Which is all very silly, of course, since I’m the once enforcing the control in the first place.  Then again, if eating healthy and being fit was easy, we might all look and feel a little differently.

I think what made me snap out of my emotional eating downward spiral was realizing that I really deserve to be treated better.  I may not be able to do much about how other people treat me, so I better treat myself as nicely as I can!

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