Morning all! 
Sarah- oh no!
I hope you got dinner eventually!
Crabby I’m sorry you’re feeling anxious, too. Food (and in the past self-harm) have definitely been a kind of coping mechanism in my bad times, and really both should be behind me in that sense. But it’s been a stressful time lately, and the old feelings do crop up. Sigh. Still, they’ll go away too, luckily. In the meantime I’ll happily lounge in your psycho grumpy fuckers cushion circle!
Athel Well done acting so reasonable despite feeling so crappy. A violent hobby sounds good, actually… Let me know if you discover a good one!
Humprey I hope you feel better today, already. Drink loads and go see a dr if you won’t get better soon. 
Eva Yay for nerdish surveys! :) Not that I’d have doubted the nutrition, anyway. Grains and sugar etc are hardly packed with micronutrients.
Pisci That’s interesting. I can only speak for myself, of course, but I personally found it easier to quit smoking and benzos than to conquer the sugar head.
I think partly it’s because you can actually properly quit other things, but you can’t stop eating.
Lovecat I hope the ibuprofein works, hun, and you can avoid the surgery.
I’ll do a private eye roll at your squeamish doctor, though!
Welcome back on the wagon Chester, and sorry and
to everyone else struggling, too.
My yesterday’s twat attack scared the hell out of me, because I decided to see what it had done to my blood glucose. Holy mother of fuck!
It climbed to 12 in two hours, and then took another three hours to come back to sort of normal. And of course I felt rubbish. Wheat is evil. If I absolutely must comfort eat, let it be cream and berries and dark chocolate!
But on a positive side – we’ve just exchanged on the house we’re buying this morning! [happy dance]