June 17, 2011
I had a huge argument with my ex-husband last night (over the phone). The man stresses me out horribly. He said some things that really pushed me to my breaking point (they weren't about me, but directed towards our children). I had just gotten home from the gym and let me tell you - I wanted to get back in the car, go back to the gym and run like mad on that treadmill for probably 5 hours. I was just so incredibly angry.
Most of the time, I try and take the high road with him. Getting into a pissing match with him never has good results (as you can see) and I try and avoid them at all costs. I will allow him to rant, rave, scream and yell - yet, I won't give him the pleasure of responding. Well, last night was different. The things he said drew me into the argument and once I was in it - I couldn't get back out without turning into a raving lunatic at him first.
I didn't sleep well last night - and am irked that I allowed him to get under my skin so much that I didn't sleep. Gr.
Today I woke up and my neck, shoulders and back are killing me. I know it is the stress settling in. I'm still angry with him and I'd like to punch him in the face really.
I am an emotional/stress eater. Arguing with him has, in the past, always made me turn to food for comfort. I was incredibly proud of myself last night. Even with as angry, frustrated, etc I was at him...
I didn't turn to food. I didn't use his ignorance and my anger as an excuse to binge on the foods that I know aren't good for me (and some of them are in the house right now since my kids are on summer vacation and asked for some of them).
I'm proud of how I handled the eating side of the argument. The rest? Probably leaves a little to be desired, but dang it...
I DID NOT EAT MY FEELINGS!