Emotional eating. My nemesis.
These last 10 days have been so hard! My motivation has disappeared. There's a hole in my heart that food isn't filling, even though I'm trying desperately to make it so.
In my head, I know it doesn't work. But I keep trying, like an idiot, to stop the emptiness.
It was just this endless parade of food last night. It would have been way worse had I not "phoned a friend" and spent two hours catching up with her.
I think so much of this stems from Christine's moving away. She filled a spot in my life so perfectly. It's doubtful that anyone could fill in that gap. Or that, if they could, I'd want them to. I just miss her. Andrew misses her kids and cries about them every day. This is an adjustment that's going to take some time.
So, looking forward, today I'm going to attempt a liquid-only diet (I'd say clear liquid but I must have my coffee and creamer) to hopefully clear some of the junk out of my body. I'm going to get on the Wii Fit and do some yoga. And I'm going to pray for God to fill that hole in my heart.
It's difficult to reverse a tailspin. But today I'm gonna try.