Having depression, aniexty, and PSTD is full of good days and bad days. Most days I am fine. Going through life like everyone else. Others days are not so good. In the past it was more like a emotional rollercoaster. When I was good, I was soaring but when I depressed or anxious, all my worries, doubts, and fears rush in like a tidal wave over my senses. In the past, I would run to food and eat all my anger and pain away. (Well that really didn't work too well) Emotional eating made me a wreck but sadly it became my weapon of choice. After many years it was my only way of coping with this fury in me.
Today, I can not do that. I can't gorge on food. I am no longer looking to food as my refuge from my pain or depression. Most of the time it was one of the main factors why I was freaking the fuck out.
Being healthier when it comes to food is making me face my issues. Not really a fun thing to do but it is better to face what making me sad than repeating my old emotional eating cycle.
I know this topic is a bit heavy but This is Just Malanb. It not just about some cool places I attended personally or how many pounds I lost but about what I am learning in this story called life.
That includes my Good days and my bad.
Until Next Time
Just Be You
Malanb
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