Just breathe

So I have gained about 7 pounds in the last month and a half. Which is not surprising considering all the craziness going during that time period.

1. Body still adjusting to life without the pill.
2. Grandma very sick and then dying
3. Minor confidence/identity crisis because I can’t find a job
4. Minor confidence/identity crisis leading to nearly breaking up with the most wonderful man and partner (BW)
5. Moving out of BW’s apartment in an attempt to save our relationship
6. Moving back into my mom’s house after being kicked out nearly 3 years ago, in an attempt to not go bankrupt and to save what BW and I have

So a little stress eating and unhealthy choices are to be expected. However, it is scaring me a little that the weight gain is freaking me so much. I need to make a conscious effort to start eating healthy again or I may start falling into some old ED and b/p habits. As if being slightly obsessive about weighing myself isn’t an ED habit… I still get very anxious if I am not able to weigh myself at least every other day. However, that is a habit I am willing to live with as long as I don’t let it devolve again, which is increasingly likely as my anxiety about not being in control of the rest of my life starts to grow.

Oy, just needed to put that in writing to remind myself to be conscious of signs and symptoms.