I eat when I'm bored, happy, sad, mad, hungry, full, lonely, whatever the feeling is. Its sad, but true, I love food, but I had to realize that the type of foods and amounts I was eating didn't love me back. I would go to bed almost every night so full I felt I would burst.
Now I have to make myself eat on a schedule and watch my portions to keep from over doing it. I now have a lot more energy, and feel more confident about myself. But it's something I struggle with several times a day and probably will for a long time