Yes...I ate it.
Last night I had chips and salsa in bed. With a huge hunk of french bread on the side.
Oh, I know it is getting tedious hearing about all my food indiscretions. Blogs are supposed to encourage and all that jazz. Whatever. I'm honestly just trying to document my eating messes so that when the scales go up, I remember why.
Right now, I'm just hoping to get through the night without falling apart, so if I eat badly then I eat badly. I don't care.
Anyone else struggle with depression/anxiety/panic disorder? Do you know the feeling of which I speak...not caring about gaining if it helps you through the next five minutes? I am so there. I just stinking suck tonight.
When I panic I can't eat. When I'm very depressed, sometimes I can't eat, either. I comfort eat in a more moderate low mood, or when dessert is available, or sometimes I eat for the sake of taste, fidgeting, or texture.
ReplyDeleteSo -- with you on understanding sudden panics. But my mind and body respond differently, apparently.
Congratulations, by the way, on reaching your goal!
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, I have panic and anxiety attacks. I can't eat when I'm having one, though--I'm busy convincing myself I'm not going to die.
ReplyDeleteThank God for Xanax, as it helps so much. I get so shaky after an attack and I am so off.
I do think they get us at our core, wiping out reason and sense of safety. So while I'm not an eater during or after, I can definitely see how it happens. It's almost like you're grasping for air, only it's food.
I'm glad you survied your attack. I wish we could wipe them out of our lives, they stink.