I am an emotional eater. This means that what I eat and how much I eat really depends on how I'm feeling. I always kinda knew, but never really did anything about it. My excuse?
"Don't we all need to eat? "
A series of events that happened that week, triggered all the pain I had inside, to rush back up again. Normally I could control it with knowledge and logic, but this time I was completely overwhelmed, lost my inner control, and let the child in me rage. To shield the people I love from the verbal assault she was spewing inside, I blocked myself off completely and went into a silent state.