Earslaps, I just sneaked a peak at your profile and wow! You look frickin' amazing :) The dress is fab - I bought a similar one on ebay for a 'flapper party' that never happened, still I have it to hand for another occasion! If I look even a tiny bit as good as you I'll be happy !
So yesterday, L2 S&S followed by double YM.
Help my lovely JMers. I've been ramping up the exercise cos I've been starting to binge again :(
Heard from mum today that she needs another op in Jan as they didn't remove enough, and don't even know how far it's spread. From the layman's perspective, I'm wondering why they didn't lop it all out when they had the chance, but what do I know?
Family came and visited this evening too. When they left, I poured a glass of wine, and like a locust in my kitchen proceeded to devour 6 mince pies, 1/4 of a choc biscuit cake, huge bag of pistaccios and some caramel - can't even remember what flavour - ice cream. Believe me when I say I was actually wheezing afterwards :(
My favourite doc has left the practice, and I've had counselling for disordered eating before (year+ at the Maudsley in London), so it's not as if I don't know what's going on and how to change things, but here I am. What on earth do I do?
Sorry for the depressing me, me, me post. Does anyone else have such an emotional tie with food? How do you deal with it? I know in a few weeks I'll be back on track, but the days in which I lose control, I can't tell you how awful and hopeless I feel.
Sorry peeps, will be back tomorrow with a big beard and spreading festive cheer... 