I’m sure we all have our moments. Moments that are good, moments that are bad, moments in between.
And I’m sure we all have our coping mechanism, intentionally found or not.
I cry when I am angry, and I eat. A lot.
I talk a lot when I am happy, and I eat. A lot.
I overthink when I am sad and I eat. A lot.
I am not proud of it. I have tried to overcome it, though I always end up eating more. It’s my coping mechanism. It’s therapy for me. One which is definitely not good for me.
I eat a lot in general. I like to eat. I am a foodie. But eating just because you like it differs from eating all the time just because you can.
We all have issues, we all face challenges. We all are human after all. We have emotions, and we end up doing things we might regret later on. We all have solutions, unknowingly or not, we all have our own form of escape. We all are waging a battle within us. And we all have our own way of therapy.
Seems like I need to change my form of therapy.