As an emotional eater, food used to be one of my main sources of celebration, play, and even joy.
Do you ever look for joy in a bag? Or happiness in a box?
Even though I didn’t realize it at the time, I did it constantly. I considered certain foods to be the best part of my week. Friday nights were the worst. It was the day of the week I was most craving feelings of playfulness and the experience of fun or celebration. But except for food, I didn’t give myself an outlet for it. So I’d eat, and eat.
Then, I’d wake up Saturday morning dreading to see the number on the scale. I knew my Friday nights were affecting my waistline. But for several years, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t seem to change this behavior. [Read more…]