The holiday that's not a holiday
I have a big life event coming up, one I have been anxiously anticipating for the entire year so far. It will be my first time living it, and depending on how it goes, it could quite possibly be the last. I'm equal parts nervous and excited, quizzing myself, am I mad? and in the same breath self-reassuring with it's going to be fine, enjoyable even... at least sometimes, maybe?
These reflections have been sitting in the back of my mind for months now, I haven't shared them because they're not directly related to binge eating. But now I'm turning 35 next month, and it's the perfect moment to share these with you.
Maybe you've spent the week trying to "be good" around food. You've been eating carefully, sticking to your plan, or trying to compensate for something you ate earlier in the week. Then Friday arrives.
A 'how-to' post about keeping chocolate in the house without bingeing on it.
“Am I binge eating, or am I just overeating?” It's one of the questions I hear most often. And I completely understand why.
