I have been gaining weight at a slow and steady pace. Slow enough that it is not easily noticed, but steady enough that I need a larger size of clothing. Fifteen pounds and a new shirt size may not seem like like such a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but then again that is what I thought about the first five pounds. I know that if I don't change things that the pounds, and inches, will keep slowly and steadily sneaking on.
The worst of it is... I have become an emotional eater. Years ago, if I were stressed, upset, worried, I would lose my appetite. My stomach would be in such knots that I wouldn't be able to eat. When I divorced my first husband, ten years ago, I lost about 20 pounds. It was all because I was so stressed out that my stomach was constantly bothering me and I couldn't eat. Damn, I miss that! Now, when I am feeling stressed I climb into loaf of fresh baked bread, or a huge slice of chocolate cake. I drown my worries in soda and milkshakes. I don't know why the food makes me feel better, but it does. And all I really want right now is TO JUST FEEL BETTER.
Do I give up the comforting effects of my beloved foods? Or do I give up this emotional crutch?
I know which I should do.... just a matter of deciding that I want to do it.
