That all started to change for the better with each week in therapy, (new therapist since July) and with each new idea I allowed into the steal trap of my brain - my brain that is so good at pushing good things away, out of fear, stubbornness and complacency.
I learned to embrace something I did not know I had: resilience.
I started to feel happy again. Not blogging as much during the process helped me focus on recovery and recovering, rather than dissecting the reporting on the process.
Today was a stressful workday outdoors, 42 degrees, constant rain, wind, and I forgot my gloves. I had this urge to eat something sugary - some chocolate-warm-gooey comfort food. Instead of stopping at the store, I drove straight home, took the time to make a perfect cup of coffee and then had a ten minute nap before going to my next appointment. I felt refreshed and remain food sober for another day.
How are you handling those moments of wanting comfort food this winter?