Someday, I'm not going to crave my afternoon chocolate fix. But, right now, it gets me through. I know I have to be the one to break the habit. I have to be the one to make the smarter choices, but I can't seem to muster the willpower at the moment, or the day, or the week, for that matter. I guess part of it is that I just want my weight problem to go away on its own. I don't want to deal with what's behind it. The other thing is that food is my coping mechanism - my ONE coping mechanism. I'm terrified to give that up. How can I keep anxieties and stresses at bay without that? I know people say to find other options. Maybe writing here will be one of them, but when you've done something for over 30 years, it's a hard habit to break.
Every day I swear today is going to be different. Today definitely wasn't, but then maybe it was. At least I'm thinking about what I can do. At least I'm aware that I need to do something different. I will make this happen. I just don't know when.