Why is it that some of us comfort eat? If I could change certain things about myself, comfort eating would be a contender for the top spot.
My husband and I have made the decision to move from the northwest of England to Glasgow, Scotland. It wasn't an easy choice but we decided it will be best for our family in the long term. So for now it's a great source of stress.
The moment we officially made the decision I told him I kept switching between feeling like I wanted to sit down with a big bowl of pasta and bread to wanting to puke. Instead, I went with a Big Mac meal followed by a pint of Ben & Jerry's from the grocery store.
It made me feel better.
Why??? It hasn't changed the fact that we're moving , we're going to be poorer, we're going to have no support around us and that I'm going to have to attempt to find friends again.
It also will not have helped with my weight loss.
Usually, I feel guilty when I do something like that. But I didn't this time. Instead, I woke up the next morning, realized it was a new day, and was back on plan.
The lack of guilt this time actually helped. The last time I ate bad I beat myself up over it for days which led to days of bad eating. A vicious cycle that I've managed to avoid this time by simply acknowledging that yeah, I probably shouldn't have done that but it's one meal out 21 this week and it doesn't have to destroy me.
