emotional eating. I'm taking control back bitch!

So I'm an emotional eater.

Duh. Have been for as long as I can remember.

I'm now 23 weeks pregnant. 17 to go. And the emotional eating is getting worse.

Not a good time for it to happen. Not only for my baby but for me as well.

I eat when I'm feeling:
Happy
Angry
Tired
Sad
Bored
Thirsty
Stressed
High on endorphins

I eat, and I eat crap, in the hopes I feel better. Feel better about myself. About the 'situation'. About my life in general.

After the birth of bug, I had undiagnosed post natal depression. By the time I saw a psychologist she said I had it under control and was at an 'anxiety' level.

My ways of 'controlling' the pnd were to exercise, and eat chocolate and drink red bull.

Totally defeats the whole idea of exercise huh? Good one steph. Genius. Absolute fucking genius you are!

So when a girl I know thru 12wbt posted on twitter a link to an article about emotional eating, I read with the hope of learning something.

And so, the posts to follow this one are about what I learnt.



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