Isn't it interesting

My wife is home and is doing ok.  She'll have some intensive therapy over the course of several months (if not years).  She's got a real chance at some healing.  Not cured, but real healing.  If she wants to do the work.

What's interesting is the last three weeks have been probably my most stressful three weeks of my life.  My wife was ill.  She did not have adequate health insurance via her employer.  We are looking at a bill of  more than $100,000.  My job is changing. My kids have needs.  Bills need to be paid. And on and on and on.

Yet, through all of this, I did not binge.  Now, I wasn't perfect.  I had my days of falling off the low carb wagon.  But I did not binge.

Until tonight.

It's almost as if now that I can let go of keeping it all together, I crash and burn right back to the pantry.  And fridge. And freezer.

Yeah. I know. Give myself a break.  And I do.  It's been a hell of a month.  And then some.

But, honestly, something happens every week where I can say "Give myself a break".

I want to stop giving myself a break before I break myself.