I ask becuase I had this thought this morning, after being absolutley gluttonous at breakfast. I have been a depressions ufferer for yrs, but think i am on top of that. Yet my divorce continues to knock me for six, and this week I had a not very great convo with my ex dh.
I do comfort eat, but not to an extreme. Have always been about a stone overwieght, but have put on about 4lbs in the past week.
yesterday a bought cakes, i just blocked it, that they were not good for me. They were on offer, end of the day type thing, in the supermarket. I felt myself actually surpress the 'comeon pirate you shuodln't buy those, yuo'll end up eatig the lot' thought.
I ate 3 after tea, and ate 2 this morning. I felt disgusted with myslef, and also part of me didn't care either. Fat or not whats the fucking difference.
Then the thought came, plain as day, just go and make yourself sick. I was upset, and ot felt like a very alien thought, yet i thenthought oh shit what 's happening here.
I just hiope this isn't another facet of my depressive nature. Or Was it just a glutanous period of time, which is really a kick up the arse. i hoep the latter.