Emotional Eating

Feb 20, 2011

My brother had to put his dog, Maggie, to sleep today. He's a wreck...with good reason. He had Maggie for over 10 years, and she was a wonderful friend and companion. And it made me think back to when I lost my cat a few years ago. I was devastated, and as a result, I ate and ate and ate. My big comfort food at that time was Ben & Jerry's ice cream, and I'd eat 2 or 3 pints of it at a time. It was really, really bad.

I've done a lot of self reflection, and I no longer binge like that when I'm [fill in the negative emotion here]. But I've always been an emotional eater. I eat when I'm happy, to celebrate, when I'm stressed and when I need comfort. I've worked really hard on this problem, and for the most part, I'm better about it. But I'm worried...

My mom is very sick...she probably only has a couple years left to live (if that). She's my best friend, and I know that her death will be catastrophic for me. She's my biggest supporter to lose weight and is so excited about my upcoming surgery, so I know that if I turn to food during mourning, it would really dishonor her memory.

So in the mean time, I need to find something else to fill the role that food has always held. And the clock is ticking...

 

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