I am a truly awful, bad, terrible person!
I comfort eat!
I don't just comfort eat! I do it a 3am in the flipping morning!
Why?
I indulge in this behaviour when I am nervous. I have been awake 3 hours and why I am not sure. I am off work so should be relaxed but no! I have to pick up dsil from the airport (fine, she is lovely), go to the gym (fine, 30mins of death inducing trx), meet a friend for coffee (great) but, I have a fearful activity tomorrow.
I am seeing my mum!!!
She doesn't know me and DH are trying to conceive. I am crap at secrets.
The reason I don't want to tell her though is because she is a big dark cloud of doom. A hyper critical cloud of doom.
Perhaps not her fault she has had ongoing self confidence, anxiety and depression for 20years. I have tried to help but she says there is no problem and doesn't want help.
The mere suggestion last time sent her into a half hour rant about how I couldn't be a mum - you're too young. I'm 30 and my eggs are starting to die! (Good amount of over-dramatisation but there s a bit of truth in it).
So fulfilling my rant, that is why I am comfort eating 2 bowls of all-bran at 3am.
On a more positive note it is only all-bran because I used to binge and now don't keep any sweet foods in the house (except all-bran).
Night all
xxx