I'm proud and disappointed with myself. Here is why, I have a bad habit of eating when I am stressed or worried about something. I've been writing in my own journal as a self centering method, as well as trying other things when these worries come up. Yesterday I was stressing out about going back to school. I don't want to go back because I'm starting at a new university and I'm scared. I know I will only be there for one semester but I'm really hoping it goes well, and change is always scary for me.
So I went down stairs about 10 o'clock and began just eating, finding anything to eat and just as I was about to go for some chocolate I stopped myself and wondered was I really hungry? Or was I just worried? I stopped myself and instead of eating the bag of chocolate chips I played just dance for a little and got myself a bag of popcorn instead.
I am proud of myself for realizing what I was doing and why I was doing at it. But I'm also so mad at myself for doing it in the first place, and I can't help but feel a little guilty for doing it.
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