So, I figured something out...a real epiphany for me...yes, I know it's the whole "forest for the trees," type of thing, and maybe I'm a little slow, but I figured it out:
I EAT because I'm DEPRESSED
WHY am I depressed? Oh, gosh, nice girls don't talk about the why's...and I'm feeling very NICE and CONFORMIST this evening. Maybe later?
Big love,
FatMom
2 comments:
well, there it is. The good news and the bad. I'm glad you figured this out for yourself, but I'm sorry that you're feeling depressed. Feel better soon.
I've come to this same realization about myself. It's not easy to start to strip away the layers of fat only to find such unspeakable truths underneath. Believe me, I know. I also understand if you are not ready to talk about it. But please know that you are not alone.
big love back at 'ya FM.
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