Stress, the emphasis on my waist

Suddenly my world has come crashing around me. It has been replaced by stress, hurt, confusion. But this blog is not to discuss my personal problems, rather on how these problems have effected my eating habits. I am a eating mess.

When things first started coming apart I couldn't eat. I had no appetite. Then yesterday I found myself constantly in the kitchen. Trying to figure out what I was really craving. Nothing I ate was satisfying, so I kept eating. I was trying to replace what I was (am) feeling with food. Today hasn't been much better, but now that I understand that food is really not helping me cope I can stop eating emotionally, hopefully, and start listening to my hunger again. A much better outlet would be working out, but sadly the Zumba class I go to isn't until Monday. Wish my waistline good luck!