That title probably sounds bizarre but its something that occured to me last night....
The short version of the story is my friend took an overdose yesterday and called me for help (She's alive before anybody starts panicking). So I did the whole ambulance/doctor/contacting family thing (Not meaning to sound heartless but my way of talking about upsetting situations is to be brief so I don't get upset if that makes sense) and that just leaves me with her 4 children to collect from school and look after alonf with my 2. Super mum to the rescue lol!!
So, priorities...comfort and feed them. Comfort- I've got that down...Feed- Crap not got enough in for tea! I tend to shop most days rather than stock up so there's not any temptations lying around. What to do!! Its raining and I can't get all the kids in the car...Call for take away. Only place that delivers is American Pizza so choice is made for me!
Kids fed sorted...now for me...and it smells SOOO good. I then spend the next twenty minutes beating myself up (emotionally obviously lol) about wanting to eat it...two minutes scoffing it.....rest of the night feeling guilty about devouring said item and thats when it occurs to me.......I've been so consumed with worrying about food that I've not had time to worry about Hayley!!
Does any body else think that sometimes aswell as using food to comfort and reward ourselves we also use our obcession with food as a way of not dealing with other more difficult situations???
Just a thought ladies...Off to watch sons footy match now with all the kids in tow lol...feel like a mother duckling!! Have a great day!
xx
Posted By: Amie xx
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03/15/2008 04:49
absolutely!
I am sorry to hear about your friend, I hope she now gets the help she needs...and you sound like an absolutely wonderful friend.
I absolutely agree with you and I think you put it so well.
I actually wrote a post about this the other day in my blog, called 'binge interrupted'.
For me, food takes my mind off my problems...and also, worrying about my weight means I forget all the other issues in my life. And though I hate it, that works for me, because weight seems simpler than all those other problems.
about your friend. You really do sound like an amazing friend, taking her 4 children and handling everything else in the world for her. Pizza is not the end of the world, so don't beat yourself up over it. And yes, I agree with you, that focusing on food/weight tends to be something that I do as well, I think maybe it's because technically, that's something you can control.
Good luck to you in dealing with all the children and taking care of your friend. Be strong. I hope she recovers quickly.
isnt horrible. No its not what we should eat but I do have it myself every now and then. And it sounds like you had a rather hectic/bad day. I dont think you should beat yourself up over this at all!
I think that most of us here are emotional eaters.
When I deal with "nasties" here at work we all joke about things. If someone from the outside looking in heard/ saw us they would think we were heartless. It's a coping mech for us all. I'm glad she is ok though sweetie.
I was so sorry to read about your friend's overdose. I hope that she is recovering well and that she is able to overcome whatever caused the problem in the first place. She is so lucky to have a friend like you to hold down the fort for her in the meantime.
Take care of yourself along with all those kids. :-) Feed them pizza if it makes it easier for you. All you can do is your best, you know?
