That's it. I've finally figured it out. I don't eat because I'm bored or emotionally needing it. I eat when I am stressed.
Yesterday SUCKED. Plain and simple. 10 people in my department got laid off, and it came out of nowhere. I haven't felt like that at work in a long time. I left feeling defeated and confused...a bit anxious and unsure, even though I'd like to think that I am good at what I do. Regardless, I left, went to Chrissy's, and it was over.
I felt like shit afterwards, and it's my own fault. But now I know that is my issue. And where I need to work hardest.
Because I hate to break it to myself and anyone else paying attention, the stress isn't going to go away any time soon.
C'est la vie...