I’ve written this before, but I am always thrilled that, these days, when I am stressed, bummed, really miserable or just having a bad day, I lose my physical appetite AND my mental and emotional desire to eat. Back in the day, everything and anything was a reason to eat. I ate compulsively through break-ups and stomach viruses.
Sounds weird to be thrilled about ANYTHING when the day has been really tough, but I suppose it’s a silver lining, right? I’m having a normal reaction. Kind of incredible, huh? I DON’T WANT FOOD AT ALL. In fact, I actually feel like I couldn’t choke it down. Miracles CAN happen. And if I can be free of the desire to eat compulsively when I’m down, anyone can. I’m not special – that’s for sure!
Now, it’s time to go off and to do something about this day!!!! Action, action, action.