Wow, it's quiet on the forum lately....
I hope you are all doing ok.
I, after having been flying all week, came crushing down last night with a big bang
. After spending hours with my daughter trying to do her homework, enduring her ever increasing frustration at me and her noisy siblings and the rest of the world (which somehow always seems to be against her), ending in a shouting match between the both of us while I was trying to bring the other 2 to bed, husband calling from work saying he will be home late as work is really busy (he finally collapsed into bed at 6am this morning!!!!!!! including working half the night from home) which meant I couldn't go to the meeting at my son's school, I just "collapsed" and after fighting my inner demons for about half an hour gave in.
DANGER - Food Talk
Now while not a mega binge by a long mile, it was without a doubt the most I have ever had unofficially (holidays excluded). It started with just a bit of cheese, then the leftover tuna mayonnaise, then a bit more cheese, then the rest of the tuna (as no point leaving the rest). Then while bringing daughter to bed (we did reconcile in the end) sneaking one of the cheese strings I found in the fridge... It was really weird I literally knew what I was doing but more like a 3rd person observer. And I just wanted to carry on... Next some seeds which were in the cupboard, and yes, more cheese, and more seeds and more cheese (you get the picture...) I even for the first time craved some carbs but managed to stay clear of them. I had my last pack in an attempt to get myself back to normal, and it somewhat helped (still had a few more seeds though).
Now while obviously abosolutely annoyed about last night, I will take it and learn from it and today is another day. I think the combination of stress, frustration, anger at not being able to go out and the feeling of being left alone to deal with the dreadful homework situation made me feel like "I can't cope anymore, I need something to eat to keep me goign", and it is definitely something I recognise from my pre LL days. And then when the kids were finally in bed I just felt empty and lonely, and did what I used to do, yep, eat. It was quite interesting to observe myself actually. Now I have to work out some coping strategies, and if I can manage to implement them 80% of the time I will be ok. I will have to do some serious analysing (and probably a though record, use the tools we have been given
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So hoping the damage hasn't been too bad, I have mixed feelings about Wednesdays weigh in...