Had a rotten day and did stupid eating at lunchtime. Went out, bought nasty food, and stuffed it down. The thing is, my mental narrative was I'm going to cheer myself up by getting something nice, but I couldn't find anything nice so I got horrid stuff instead. I knew I wouldn't enjoy it. I consciously didn't enjoy it while eating it. And I knew afterwards that I hadn't enjoyed it. Not even sure whether that was actual comfort eating or some weird form of self harm. Anyone else done this?