I am working my way down from the slippery slope… my ED came on pretty strong in the aftermath of getting my kids chicken finger meals from a local fast food restaurant. That wasn’t really in my plans for today, but neither was sitting at a pediatric urgent care for 2 hours (kiddo is totally fine–I just wanted to be sure a fever wasn’t from strep, flu, or covid before some family comes into town tomorrow). So, the kids were “starving,” and I of course ate the remainders of their meals. Then, I went back to a stash of white chocolate Easter eggs that I’ve been keeping in the pantry. And back, and back, and back.
Finally, I realized that I was starting to “spin out” into a dangerous eating situation that could easily turn into a binge (and purge). My very, very frugal self cannot stand to waste food (hence the leftovers I usually force myself to eat), but I took that candy and some other random chocolate and tossed it in the outdoor trash can where I knew I couldn’t go back and retrieve it. I know that I’m still in dangerous water in these early days of recovery.