Stop binge eating

Well right now it is all I can do to eat, but I did have a binge I guess it was the end of last week. I got very anxious with my father dying and before I knew it I had eaten and eaten and did not even remember doing it. It is interesting because sometimes I want to eat a lot and sometimes the thought of eating makes me nauseous and someone has to make me eat.

I am very proud of myself. No binges to speak of for a month! I am going to reward myself with a good book and a cup of hot tea. :)

It has been at least a week and half, if not 2 weeks, since I binged. And the last time I did, it was not nearly as severe as previous times. Things are still pretty damn stressful in my life right now so I am pretty proud of myself. Of course, the urge to lose weight is helping, no doubt.

I have done pretty good considering we just found out my dad has cancer and has been in and out of the hospital the past 2 weeks and my back is killing me. I only had what I would consider a half-binge. I stopped before I normally would have.

This has been especially hard for me lately. I am not binging, per say, but I am eating more than usual. My dad got diagnosed with stage 4 cancer Tuesday and it has been crazy around here. I guess we are all dealing with the news in our own dysfunctional ways.

I had a binge this past weekend. I had a kind of depressed day and then it happened. I am upset that it did, but it has been such a long time since the last time, I need to be grateful that it is getting better.

As of today I have not binged in 3 months! I say it needs to be at least 6 months, if not 12, before I say I have successfully quit. I am going through a hard break-up right now and I haven’t binged! I am very proud of myself.