I have heard of the influenza diet and after experiencing that one a few times, I would rather keep the 5lbs. But this one, I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy (well I can think of one person I would wish it on

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I've been going through this weight loss journey for a few years now and had some success last year losing 40lbs. I gained almost all of it back when I started having some stress at work. I had hit bottom with my weight and wanted to change but was really struggling. I felt like my eating was out of control because my blood sugar was swinging so dramatically that I felt like I needed to eat the way a drug addict needs a fix.
Then, my whole world turned upside down when I found out my husband didn't love me anymore and had been having an emotional affair. Now, I can't eat. Everytime I do my stomach feels like I have just swallowed shards of glass. I've been lucky to get in 800 calories a day. I know I need to eat more and really try to, but it's so hard. We are separating this weekend and I am hoping that I will be able to heal a little more without the constant up and down of emotions. In an odd way, I am glad to have some nights free and a free gym membership with my new apartment.
Here's the part that's really concerning me, though: I kind of like the weight loss. The weight falls off in chunks every day. It's oddly motivating. And there is this little devil in my head telling me that getting really thin and looking smoking hot is going to get him back or at least make me attractive to someone else when I'm ready for that. I know I need to take care of myself and eat more and that's the way to do this long term. Maybe once I start feeling a bit better I'll be able to do that.
Has anyone else gone through this?