So... after a long, difficult illness, my grandfather passed away yesterday morning. When I found out, I proceeded to eat two huge bowls of Lucky Charms cereal, which successfully dulled the pain. I don't know if I'm ever going to beat my emotional eating, but if the past few weeks are any indication, it's probably a lost cause.
Also, I'm up about 2 pounds from my lowest weight, which is excruciatingly frustrating. I'm always hungry, and it seems like even when I stick to the plan and only choose lighter foods, my weight still refuses to go back down. I'm flying back to BC tonight and staying until Tuesday, and I HIGHLY doubt that the food there is going to be even slightly beneficial.
With all of the stress from recent events, as well as working two jobs (the second of which being in a restaurant, during dinner, which COMPLETELY messes with my meal schedule and tempts me like CRAZY), being yelled at and threatened by an insane manager (a story for another day), never having time to seriously exercise, recovering from the most vicious of colds, and just generally being so overwhelmed by life that I envy those lucky enough to be in a coma, I have no idea how I'm going to keep this weight off. I really just want to curl up in a ball and cry...


