I know that stress is a lot of my issues lately - Work has just been ungodly stressful.
But the more I think about it, for months I was just going through the motion of eating food and not really thinking about it or enjoying it. I wasn't tasting it. I was just eating it to get rid of the hunger. And I thought that was the answer. But I realize I wasn't tasting what I was eating and I missed the wonderful flavors of foods. But once I started wishing for the flavors, I found myself overeating. I write that like it is in the past tense - I continue to be struggling today.
So I am not exactly sure where to go from here. I think tracking is the only answer right now. To be accountable for the Lindt truffles in the freezer, the ice cream at 9 pm, the slices of cheese, too many pieces of pizza.
But even throughout this I continue to step on the scale every single morning which is incredibly important to me. The day I stop getting on the scale is the day I give up. I have weighed myself every day I've been home for almost a year - the only days I haven't weighed myself are days I have been away.
I will find my way back to weight loss. Not sure when it will be, but it will come.