Sorry for the moan but sure some of you have been there and wondered what you'd say.
I've been in tears most of the afternoon wanting to eat. I cannot imagine the evening without eating as it's the only thing that calms me down and makes me feel happy (albeit temporarily, I know). I do understand about finding other things to do to deal with the emotional pain, and that's something I've been able to do in the past, but at the minute I feel so close to giving up, even though I know I'd just feel worse and not have any hope either. It's like that doesn't matter, because eating is a matter of emotional survival and at least I'll get through if I eat. I just feel so, so terrible.
I've been in tears most of the afternoon wanting to eat. I cannot imagine the evening without eating as it's the only thing that calms me down and makes me feel happy (albeit temporarily, I know). I do understand about finding other things to do to deal with the emotional pain, and that's something I've been able to do in the past, but at the minute I feel so close to giving up, even though I know I'd just feel worse and not have any hope either. It's like that doesn't matter, because eating is a matter of emotional survival and at least I'll get through if I eat. I just feel so, so terrible.