...what makes me tick. Why I am an emotional eater. Why I can be so good and so on plan all day...but come home to an empty house at night and all hell breaks loose. Why I can be good all day, come home and eat a piece of cheeseburger pie, a slice of roast beef and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich??? I can not even figure out why I eat WHAT I eat. I just eat whatever I can get my hands on, and eat until the hurt and emptiness goes away...problem is, it never really goes away. I just go until I can't take it anymore.
I know, I am sad...lonely...depressed.
I don't know what I can do to fix it.
I take my meds. I exercise every. single. day.
I just hate being alone.
Love to All.
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