Comfort Food here I come!!!

lornawalker

I lost the 2lbs I put on last week. Not sure how it will go this week, unfortunately, my wonderful grandmother passed away last night, i'm in a strange country without friends and family and feel so lonely and can't believe how much i miss her already, so no doubt i will revert to type and use food for comfort.

I just want to know if anyone knows how to cope, as food has always been my downfall when I'm low. :sad:

lulabellewoowoo

I'm very sorry about your loss. It is hard to be "stranded" alone when going through something hard. Comfort food in small portions isn't bad, but when we are feeling down, small portions sometimes won't cut it. Maybe when you get that overwhelming feeling, go for a walk. I heard painting your nails also helps to distract. Or maybe just write a letter to your family about how much you miss her, or even to her, or yourself. Something to get your emotions out instead of eating them in. And we are always here

lornawalker

thank you for your kind words lula, I've done the walk which helped to blow the cobwebs away. I think next will be the painting of nails at least I'll wont be able to touch food for a while! I will most certainly put down onto paper how much i miss her and love her. Thank you once again for your support. :flowerforyou:

lulabellewoowoo

Us Lornas have to stick together

MzBug

Sorry for your loss. It is very difficult to be alone at a time like this. Get out of the house for a while, go window shopping or something. Get out among people. Go someplace where you can watch children run and play. Go to a store where they have a Santa and watch the kids getting on his lap. Go to a toy store and amuse yourself playing with stuff. Go out and do something your grandmother would have enjoyed. Celebrate her life, not her passing.

superwmn

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Maybe this will help you (maybe not):

I'm also a food abuser and use food to comfort myself. I recently experienced a personal tragedy and was ready to reach for comfort. Instead, I said to myself (like a comforting mother), 'it's okay, sweetie. It's okay that you're upset. You're safe now. No one can hurt you. I love you. I'm here. You're okay'.

I know it may seem strange, but I know now that comfort and love was all that I wanted, not food. If I'd eaten the food, the feelings that drove me to the food would still be there, waiting for me, when the food was gone. Thanks to my binge, the feelings would also be joined by 'guilt' and 'self loathing'.

That isn't comfort and it isn't what I want. Food can't give me the comfort I want. Food will only give me 'self loathing' and 'guilt'.

Don't reach for that. It isn't what you want.

Charmagne