When I scoff chocolate & biscuits I play mind games with myself..I deserve a treat..I didn’t have any yesterday..I’ll walk them off later..I’m quite fit considering..
But when I seriously think about the why’s, I remember the young 16year old me, living alone in a room in London, desperately homesick, frightened and lonely, spending a weeks wages on cakes and bread, comfort eating the lot and wondering why my clothes were getting tighter.
If only I could reassure my younger self that everything would be ok in the long run, perhaps I’d have avoided years of weight struggles, but these habits are laid down early & hard to unpick.
I think our strong emotional relationship with food, and the addictive nature of sugar are huge mountains to climb, so well done to anyone who manages to lose any weight at all, you’re amazing!