Was living alone the root of my overeating problems?
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Let me rewind and give a little background. The rental where I had lived very happily for four years came to an end and I was forced to bid adieu to a place where I’d felt very content. At the same time, rather seismic life changes were also taking place – I don’t want to go into the details right now but suffice to say it was an emotional and exhausting time.
Inevitably, no matter how much I tried not to succumb, there were moments as I packed up my home or came back from a long day helping as a carer when I’d end up accompanied by a few bags of Wotsits and mainline them.
I tried hard to remain self-aware, not to let myself mindlessly slip back into habits I know will only hurt me in the longer term. But there were definitely days when the override button didn’t work and the old default setting of seeking solace and comfort in food and eating (especially salty, crunchy snacks and sweet treats) reared its pesky head again.
Once the move was behind me I had a gap before moving into my next home. Some kind friends put me up and quite quickly I noticed my eating habits began to change radically. I only ate at meal times when I was with them and we would sit down together at the dining table. I didn’t snack and, more than that, I had no cravings for anything like crisps or sugar (my usual emotionally crunchy companions)
– I didn’t even
As I packed up my home, I ended up mainlining bags of Wotsits