Last night I was sad and ate out of control (while watching the Biggest Loser!). I actually don't remember what I ate but did suck on at least five of those jumbo frozen pops.
It was a friend's birthday at work on Tuesday so I had a small piece of cake. She was so happy.
At 2:00 pm she got a call that her 8 month old granddaughter had died (and we don't know the cause).
Last week I felt the pain from those dealing with death and I didn't eat to take away the pain. I let myself feel the sorrow.
Last night I couldn't take the sadness anymore so I numbed it with food.
I don't feel guilty. I just felt numb. But I only ate a small fraction of what I would have eaten before the band.
Today is a new day and already my band is telling me it won't let me eat much. I love my band.