I had a little reminder last night of how I will be battling this possibly forever. I was feeling pretty down and I couldnt figure out why. I still dont know why. I was teary eyed all day. I tried to figure out what was going on but I couldnt. I held it in because I was at my sisters. I told her how I was feeling and she asked me why. I said "I dont know". I raelly didnt. THen I had to get groceries on my way home because that was my original plan. I probably should have just gone home but I didnt. I started putting "treats" in my basket along the way and ended up leaving the grocry store with two things I knew I would binge on right away and one that I somehow convinced myself was a treat for another day. Well I ate all three... way too much food and just not even thinking. I noticed that I didnt feel teary eyed when I was eating. I felt good. like I was letting myself have this treat. but afterward. i was upset. The sadness came back and not only that but now I had basically negated all the hard work I had all week. This weekend was bad for calorie intake and I'm trying to lose weight.
A lot is going on right now but I think I'm lonely. i've been trying to figure out why I'm so sad and I think that is it. My ex has moved on... it's been years but I just haven't even met anyone I'm interested in. I think I"m still waiting for him to come back. It's not my proudest moment and I dont tell anyone but I've been finding myself thinking about him more and more and since I moved back to my hometown it's a bit worse. THe fact that I'm not happy with the way I look right now makes me sort of hide form him in a way. Not that I see him all the time but I avoid parties where he will be there and yesterday I got an invitation to another party he would be attneding with his girlfriend. I guess that might be it. I'm just not proud enough right now to face him. I think with everyone else I put on a brave face and pretend I dont care. SO I guess yesterday it just got to me and I decided that I wanted to be sad about it but didnt talk to anyone about it and couldnt recognize why.. so I ate. I went back to my old ways. It did make me feel a bit better at the time but because I am trying to lose weight and no longer use food, it doesnt feel good now.
As much as I'm upset about it, I am almost happy it happened. I have now written down some things I learned and will revisit that the next time I feel a binge coming on. I did try to stop myself. I just ignored my own warning signs. I hope next time I dont.
Why are things so complicated?