I'm a total emotional eater. Then again, I'm the type of person who will make ANY excuse to eat:
I lost weight. I'm going out to eat to celebrate.
I gained weight. Screw this. I'm pigging out today.
I'm pissed off. Food will make me feel better.
I'm depressed, let me eat my little heart out.
VICTORY! LET'S CELEBRATE! Time to eat CRAP!
I'm BORED. Food will entertain me!
I have a craving. I think I'm going to go to ____insert crap fast food place here___. Those shaker thingies look good...
I SAW THIS 13247709374 CALORIE THINGY ON TV AND MUST HAVE IT!
I just talked to my friend who made herself some nachos. It made me want nachos, too. I had to go out and get them.
...and then I wonder how I got fat in the first place?
I just try to occupy myself some other way or eat something healthy. I really would LOVE to buy a punching bag, but I'm not sure where to put it. I have no room... it makes me sad, because I have so much hidden rage that I'd LOVE to beat out. hah.