Penelope I totally understand sweety. I am living on my own for the first time . . . well I think this is the first time EVER in my life.
I also like seagirl dont think of Day 1 ever . . . this is just my life . . .there is no start, no finish, no end when I call "goal" I am just living my life to the best of my ability
Night time alone in my flat is also my danger time.
On Friday night I came home from work after a horrible afternoon - one of the partners did her best to bully me and intimidate me into not telling the other partners about her going out for a 3hr lunch and getting drunk. Now, i am usually incredibly strong willed and not phased by things like this, but I was REALLY mad and shaken that she would do that. I was getting so much work done on Friday and feeling really good and then this drunken old cow waltzes into my office with that rubbish.
All the way home I thought about ordering in a pizza. Which I would inhale on my own.
Instead, as I turned the key and entered my house I decided I would log on before I did anything else (despite the fact that I was also STARVING by this point) and sent of an email to a friend to get out what happened.
I then admittedly had to send emails to about 6 other people until I felt better - ha!!!!!!!!!!!!
But although I am STILL anxious and mad particulalrly as I have to see the drunken twit at work tmro, I have had a stellar weekend on the eats.
FEELING the anxiety is both harder and easier than eating.
The pain that you normally wouldnt feel bcos you were full of food does suck. To face these issues head on IS hard . . . but . . . dealing with life head on means that the pain is over much quicker. Like ripping off the bandaid in one go
I know that had I filled myself with chips, pastries, pizza etc this weekend I would be feeling far worse than just anxious at seeing that woman at work on Monday.
You can do it. We all will overcome.
Hugs to you.