Dear all
Forgive me BIWI and fellow campers, for I have sinned 
I considered not posting this as I didn't want to spoil the thread - it's been so inspiring and everyone's done so well. But then I thought I should post as an example of what not to do; of how derailing your efforts is so not worth it, and it doesn't make you feel better.
I'd been doing so well these past two weeks. I really thought I'd broken the hold that sugar had over me. It felt miraculous that I could resist sweets and chocolates at work (of which there is still an abundance post-Christmas at work) and in the shops.
However - I had an emotional weekend this weekend. Basically - my exDP came to stay.
We were going out for dinner, but things went wrong even before he arrived. It's like all my willpower reserves had been finally used up. It started at 5pm after work and I had a craving for chocolate. All the bloody Valentines/Easter chocolate is out in force in the supermarkets. I thought I was compromising by getting Green & Blacks dark with ginger. I ate half the whole bar.
Then ex DP arrived. Basically, this was the weekend:
Friday:
- Chinese with rice AND noodles (white rice was 'meh')
- Caramel cheesecake for dessert (was sickly)
- Two glasses red wine (well - they were okay!)
Saturday:
- Fry up including white bread. (White bread was rubbery)
- Half an apple and date cake; half a chocolate cake. (Felt sick)
Saturday afternoon:
- Went to London; thoroughly miserable by now; had to eat at station; now in that zone where I thought 'I've blown it so may as well eat crap for the rest of the day', so....
- Burger King Whopper (first three bites nice; rest hideous)
- Cadburys cream egg (gave in to Easter torments)
- Met friend, who insisted on drinks. Three vodka and tonics.
- Post pub - bag of Doritos and Reece's pieces.
It was like a day in my life when I was 25, not 35.
I feel wretched. The food didn't help with either my emotions, or the diet. It was a binge, pure and simple.they never help. I dont even eat like that when not LC-ing. I'm usually a healthy eater.
Please help me recover from this. Am seeing my best friend and god son soon, before I go back up north; please help me not to think 'sod it, I've messed up this weekend so will have a croissant and hot chocolate' before getting back on the wagon tomorrow.
Please learn from my lesson and feelings of ick - it is NOT worth it. 
(Sorry for essay)