I Feel, Therefore I Eat

Emotional eating has got the best of me yet again.

Nine at night and ready for bed. Called my husband at work to say goodnight, got in a fight, hung up the phone and ordered Chinese. It was like someone took over my body, called for delivery and then ate when I wasn’t even hungry.

And you know what? It didn’t taste good. Every bite I thought about how mad I was at my husband, and then I started getting mad that I was eating and so was getting mad about that.

OK, so I had a fight with my husband. What good did the eating do?

All the things I could have done instead of eating:

  • Gone to bed
  • Read a book
  • Exercised
  • Took a shower
  • Watched TV
  • Called my mom
  • Watched my kid sleep
  • Painted my nails
  • Cleaned the house
  • Done laundry
  • Organized my coupons

Wow, that’s a lot of choices, and yet, I made the choice to eat. Blah all around.

3 thoughts on “I Feel, Therefore I Eat”

  1. That sort of thing happens to the best of us. Just the other day, in the span of 10 minutes, I was extremely pissed off and acutely excited. All I wanted to was eat a muffin. Or three.

    I’ve learned to talk myself through these moments (specifically, asking my body how it will feel after I eat those three cupcakes), but it doesn’t make them any easier…

    Chin up. You’ll do better the next time. 🙂

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