Stressful days and food.

I don't go by recipes, but basically:

1/2 c ricotta, full fat, low fat or fat free, your choice

1 tsp dehydrated onion

1/4 tsp dehydrated garlic

dash of oregano

salt and pepper to taste.

one large slice of fresh tomato or a few T. of marinara

1 oz feta

mix up everthing but the tomato and feta in a microwavable bowl.  top with tomato then feta.

Cook on med. power for about 2 mins. or until the feta melts.  Let it cool for a few mins.

Totally remember those times - and still have them. Pizza is something I mourned. I won't allow myself to have a piece with the crust because I know it sits like a rock and it's a trigger for me. But man... I miss pizza.

The good news is that I've come up with alternatives and just come to accept it. Still sucks.

Therapy - I hear you! I feel like I spend more time *****ing about my childhood crap (aka my father) and my sister's drama than I do my own, but really... it is about me because it's what's affecting my mood. It's not fair, but it is what it is, right?

Hang in there... I promise it gets easier - and harder at the same time. But mostly easier.

Hugs....This is hard.

Protect yourself, your family will understand about the table thing. Those days will happen. Your teaching a good lesson in self care.

Food has been my drug. Not pizza so much but don't put a cookie in my house, I'll kill for it.

Schizophrenic sister, Bi-polar mom, absent dad, drug addict brother= Food addict me.

Vent....we can do this together.

Thank you.  I think you must really "get" this from what you posted about your family.  Mine, while not identical, adds up to the same thing:  I have to be the sane one all the time and it's getting old. 

It's hard to stay compassionate after a while, even though I know it' s not her fault she's crazy. 

Off to the therapist to figure out what I can do to separate my emotions from the fam's antics.

Therapy good.

Pizza bad.

And yes I do get it.