#1 on Sunday, an incident happened (family one, so I don't want to divulge the incident/person) and I was just in tears. My blood sugar was low, apparently, and I just spun out of control. We went to Applebee's for dinner. I ordered queso....for me only....for dinner. Ate the whole damn thing.
#2 on Monday, I screwed up at work with a federally mandated procedure and then my head spun out of control on the 'what if's'. I had myself exiled to Rio Grande! At lunch, one of my colleagues had cleaned her pantry of candy and snacks. I proceded to eat totally out of control. I have absolutely NO idea what I ate. It was a constant eating episode for 30 minutes.
I got right back on that horse on Tuesday (with the exception of the onion rings at lunch). I have been fine the rest of the week. I could have eaten less tonight at County Line....but it is what it is. I didn't eat more than one piece of bread...and I didn't have dessert :)
I have got to break this emotional prison I have made for myself. I need to do the work and get on with life. I am slowly killing myself with food...
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