I am an emotional eater. I eat when I am depressed or sad, especially. Something happened this morning- or should I say-- I found out this morning about something that would normally make me run and drown my heartache on the shoulders of Ben and Jerry.
I was sad and hurt and depressed about this and I didn't stuff my sorrow with donuts or chocolate.
That in itself is progress for me.
I was sad and hurt and depressed about this and I didn't stuff my sorrow with donuts or chocolate.
That in itself is progress for me.
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