I am in a different situation now than I usually am, as I am around other people way more - mostly my and my boyfriend's family. I get a lot of grief for the way I eat and no matter how many times I explain why I'm eating this way they forget almost instantly. 'You don't eat my food. Don't you love me?' i get from my 'mother-in-law' and 'I can't sleep because I worry you'll starve yourself' from my grandma. So I give in from time to time, eat their food, and suffer the consequences. So tonight when I couldn't sleep, I wrote a letter to myself. Just a little letter that I'll keep in my notebook for 'rough' moments, when I find myself about to eat something that's not good for me. I'll post the pic here in case anyone wants to see it. It has spelling mistakes in it, sloppy handwriting and maybe too much personal information. But I don't really care. I'm hoping it will help me and maybe someone else reading this too.
It is a way of stopping, thinking, and then proceeding with love. I'll tell you later if it works :)
Lots of love to everyone