Okay, so almost a week has past. Journalling - nada; tracking - nope; support - uh uh; and prayer - not so much. On Saturday I brought home 2 cinnamon buns and ate them. Without much thought, without any angst or struggle. It's like I bypassed guilt and wrestling somehow and just did it. Which left me feeling kinda hopeless. Now my cravings are overtaking my mind and just making decisions for me.
Having a hard time praying. What can I say? What can I ask for? Can I pray for God to deliver me and then turn around and eat the baked goods section at Safeway?
Feeling low right now. I need the house to be calmer, cleaner. I don't want to do the work. I need to get out, I need to do something other than wish the mess away. I'm bored and I'm thinking of food. Going outside now to read a book.