Eating and eating!!
Food is my first line of defense against anxiety, boredom, discomfort. Food, cooking and eating are my greatest sources of solice and comfort.
How I love it.
And how I abuse it.
Food is not meant to be a way to disengae, to escape. Yes, it is meant to be enjoyed, but it is not meant to replace a great variety of coping mechanisms.
What else do I love. What else brings me pleasure and refuge? What else besides food?
I want to learn to PRAY!
playing with my kids
When will I ever change?