Curbing emotional eating
“What am I hungry for at the moment? Is it food, or is there something else?”
Lately, I’ve developed a habit of eating dessert in bed. I scoop ice-cream in a little mug (you know, for portion control) and sneak upstairs for a few moments of blissful alone time in my busy house. I watch a show on my phone (, in case you’re wondering) and I scoff my treat. “This is self-care,” I tell myself, but I know better. Of course, I recognise this is quite different to a more self-destructive sort of secret eating that is the hallmark of a
