Thursday, September 10, 2015
I said that I wouldn't give up and yet two days later all I wanted to do was ready to bolt and go out for high calorie food.
I had just come from a complicated funeral. It was for an acquaintance but also the wife of a close friend. I witnessed some ugly interpersonal stuff between the grieving family. It left me jarred. Just off and uncomfortable. Big bad feelings I can handle but ugly feelings that nibble around my heart I eat.
I didn't eat though. I did try and figure out what could replace the craving and the justification. Didn't come up with anything solid, however, the time spent trying to come up with something gave me enough time to put distance between me and the craving.