Speaking of food, I have been consuming too much of it lately. And it's not just the result of friends cooking for us the last few days--this has been going on for weeks. I am attributing my growing appetite (and waistline) to stress, but this is a shift for me. In recent years my tendency when stressed is to stop eating. I look at food and it just turns my stomach--the appetite is not there. But lately the opposite has been happening. I want to eat all the time, everything in sight (the sweeter and doughier the better).
As much as I don't like the result (5 or 6 pounds at last check), I think my eating frenzy is a good sign. It's the result of stress, but not depression (which, as I have entered middle age and premenopause, has come knocking forcefully on my door the last few years). It would appear that when I'm depressed, I stop eating; when I'm merely stressed, I eat more.
I'm glad that in the midst of all that life has wrought of late I have not succumbed to a depressive episode. But as I search my closet each day for something I can squeeze my flesh into, I realize I have to stop this free eating. I can't afford to buy all new clothes! Especially not with the hyper-inflation that is just around the corner!
Hmmm--maybe that's part of what's fueling my eating frenzy. I'm instinctively fattening myself up for the coming economic (not emotional) Depression!
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Hey Cheryl, boy have I been where you are. I'm definitely a stress eater. Have you tried getting out for fresh air? I know it's cold, but it really clears my head. Another thing that helps me is hanging out with other adults at the gymn. I know that sounds wierd, but it takes my mind off my problems.
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