Friday, April 26, 2013
I've been doing it all evening. Friday nights, we frequently go to blue grass performances. I'm not a big fan of that type of music, but I do go, mostly just to get out. I called my DH as I was leaving work to find out if I should go the the store I needed to go to or wait until we went to the bluegrass thing and stopped on the way home. He all but told me he didn't want me to go.
I've been so bummed, that I have been eating out of control since I got home. Even though I measured out my food for dinner, I have been picking and grazing and eating all evening.
What is it about food and emotions that goes together? I don't really feel good after eating like this, so it isn't that it makes me feel better. I just feel fuller. Maybe it fills the emptiness.