Today, I got some bad news… It doesn’t look good for my Grandmother… My mom doesn’t think she’ll be with us much longer…
So yes. I got upset.
I thought about scarfing down some cookies. OR some ice cream. or both.
But instead I DM’d my accountability partner/Twitter BFF. I wrote a post on my GD board. And now I’m here.
I didn’t eat my feelings. I didn’t console myself with an oreo (or 12).
I’m not going to drown my feelings in a puddle of wallowing and junk food.