I remember reading a quiz type thing in a magazine once where you could answer the questions and determine whether you had a food addiction or not...
One of the questions were, "Are you an emotional eater?"
Well, goodness. I don't know, I thought. I eat when I'm happy, when I'm sad, nervous, when I'm upset, ...
You get the idea. Any and every emotion warrants a good reason to eat as far as I was concerned.
So I answered, YES.
Well, although I have been physically feeling better, it just hit me after I had a tearful meltdown today, that I've been in a slump these last few days. I may be slightly depressed.
Okay. The doctor flat out told me that I was depressed. Pfft. What does he know?
You see, I never thought I had a problem with depression because I've seen depressed people.
They are a sad case. I'm not like that. I've got it together. Silver lining and all that good stuff.
Alright. Maybe my depression looks a little different from others and that's a whole other issue
that I'm dealing with - but here's the thing - today, I am feeling down.
Now, please - you do not need to text or call or whatever,
because frankly, I will probably deny this whole post and say I'm all better and Isssssokaayy...
but, I started to eyeball that cake I mentioned in the previous post.
You know, the moist red velvet bunt cake that's on my counter? Oh, yes - THIS ONE! Yikes!
I promptly made some bacon and eggs and had some coffee with some sugar-free pumpkin spice creamer.
Obviously, the creamer is a huge NO as far as being primal or paleo, I know that.
Stop looking at me. It's my one thing - okay and an occasional diet soda. I know, it's poison. Anyway...
And then my thoughts started wandering to that package of ramen noodles that's in the pantry...
RAMEN NOODLES people!!
Then it hit me. I am in a slump and I am starting to want stuff that, FIRST OF ALL is just crap and second of all I don't even normally like.
I had to get a hold of myself. I started thinking about how I felt and how normally, I would have gone ahead and had the cake and then made the ramen and who knows where I would have gone from there?
That grossed me out. I didn't want that junk.
So I am going to do the stair running I had planned, then jump in the shower and put on makeup and finish writing out the final details for Naomi's little get-together with her friends. Then I am going to be in my art room making some orders that came in. Stay busy. Stay active. Do something pleasant.
I
am an emotional eater. Once the junk is gone, it will not return to this house - so temptation shouldn't be a problem. Glad though, that I STOPPED and thought about what I was about to do. I actually pictured myself eating all of that and then imagined how I would feel afterward. Nope. Not worth it.
Crisis averted THIS TIME. Are you an emotional eater? Do you give in to it? How do you fight it? Let me know!