I've been gone for awhile - and I have a confession to make - I've gained back every single pound I had lost while I was away. /Sigh
Long story made short - I found out a couple months ago that two suspicious freckles were, in fact, melanoma. I had a large incision on the back of my leg (21 stiches) and one on my upper arm (16 stiches) - which made it impossible to exercise. It was not only painful, but I was told the very ugly scars would become even uglier the more often I stretched them out. I guess I also kind of "internally freaked out" a little more than I thought, and I started binging endlessly.
I honestly didn't think I was so upset, I handled it outwardly very well... but I guess I can't fool my subconscious, eh? Apparently I turned back to my drug-of-choice, food, to make myself feel better.
Of course, now I feel much much worse.
At least this time I honestly saw a direct cause-and-effect to my binges. So often we're told, "Oh, you overeat because you're depressed or anxious or lonely or bored" - and I think we all believe it, however, it's all so very subtle that it's difficult to see or fully understand why we do it. The "why" we are looking for isn't "You eat - why? Because you're anxious." The real why is: "Why do you feed your anxiety with food?". Knowing the first is essential, but knowing the second will allow you to heal & repair.
Anyway, I am spending the next few days reading all the posts I've missed - I hope all of you are doing great and thanks for having me back. I look foward to getting to know everyone again.
I stumbled a bit...
Those damned freckles. I've got about 100 moles, and I just wish the doctor would remove them all before something bad happens. At 10 bucks a pop, I can hardly afford to pay for them all. 
--gypsy
