That is, eating to cover up emotions, to deal with emotions.
It is NOT eating with emotion and gusto.
In conversation with a friend today. We discussed many things. One of which was emotional eating.
Now, eating ice cream or chocolate when sad or angry almost seems acceptable amongst my circle of friends. I mean, we all do this at some time or other. We joke about it. We share Facebook comments about our comfort foods. We laugh at how emotional eating is portrayed in movies. Harmless. Fun. An occasional lapse.
For some of us, this emotional eating is not so harmless.
It is how we live.
I live like this.
I am getting better. As I confessed to my friend, at least now I recognise that I am comfort eating. As I stand at the kitchen counter, eating, I now know why.
Before, I just ate. And ate. When angry. Or sad.
Now, I probably still eat and eat but nowadays, as I wolf down another handful of Cheezels or Peanut M &Ms or…as I swallow, I realise what I am doing.
I realise and feel, really feel, the hole inside, something aching. I realise that I am eating to fill that hole. Even though eating doesn’t really help . Or maybe it does..you eat until stuffed so now you feel sick and thus unable to feel that scary emotion.
Is this a step towards recovery from emotional eating? This is what my friend and I talked about. Is there some multi step programme for overcoming eating, working from within?
Step One – you just eat when sad.
Step Two, you still eat but you realise why you eat.
Step Three, you eat, you realise you are eating when sad or lonely or angry and you let yourself pause, for a minute, to feel that ache, that gap. Then return to eating, to stuffing oneself silly with food.
Step Four. I don’t know. I am not there yet. Having only recently reached Step Three.
Maybe the next steps involve eating less. Or not comfort eating At All?
Or maybe that is too much to expect!
Hi, I am Leonie. I was, I am, I probably always will be a comfort eater.