It had been a rough week. Like, an absolute rough week for me. I’m not going into details but out of the whole thing, I decided to say fuck it and get myself a tasty treat coz it’s been a rough week.

I was smart about it - I calculated and was a little over budget but whatever. I ordered half what I usually do whenever I would eat there.

As I was eating, I remembered that the non-committed me would be so satisfied and happy and feel so comforted by this food, the sun would come out and I wouldn’t be so bothered by the recent string of setbacks or bad luck I’ve experienced.

I was looking forward to that feeling again

Instead, I just felt so - disappointed. This food didn’t comfort me the way it used to. It really and truly wasn’t what I was looking forward to eat.

What helped me get back to center myself instead were the 20 mins walk it took me to get there and the 20 mins walk I did to get back to where I needed.

As someone who had a binge eating disorder, I am happy to learn that I don’t need food to feel good again.

Here’s to making better lifestyle choices

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