I hate complaining so much, and today I'm in more of a mood to just get on with life already, BUT, life has been hard lately. I complain sometimes about my husband's depression. While I'm always dealing with that (always, always, always) yesterday my mom pretty much wrote me a good-bye letter.
She's giving up the fight. I do not want to dwell on that...right now anyway.
BUT, I couldn't handle making dinner last night, DH can't drive...and that left pizza. The man can't cook anything but spaghetti and we didn't have any. So we ate pizza and then I grabbed just a handful of chocolate chips...and then another...and then another.
And I realized, I AM a stress eater. LOL!And then I thought, but I'm not a stress eater, because I don't HAVE to eat those chocolate chips, or that pizza for that matter. I could have said no. I just chose not to say "no".
So what is stress eating? Is it the inability to say "no"? That can't be it because we ALL have the ability, we just choose not to.
Thoughts?



. There, sounds like you need it.
That's the only way I can say no - is for the behavior to be so out of the norm that I can't do it unconsciously or carelessly.