It’s been a week long situation, VERY stressful and possibly life threatening. I feel silly posting this as it’s not a priority, my mom is, but she is sedated and I’m just sitting here wanting to eat even more so figured I’d vent-post. I’ve been doing Paleo pretty good for almost a month now, but this week it changed and I’m not responding correctly. I’ve had a few slip ups this week eating little pieces of cake or something once a day, but overall calories were moderately low, I avoided eating bread or pasta, so not the end of the world. Once moms back at home and ok, I’d sigh the ship, no problem. Well, that may not happen or at least not anytime soon and today the floodgates opened. I’ve eaten everything I can find and it’s ALL been junk food. Donuts, chips, candy bars, yogurt, pudding, fried chicken, Chinese food, egg rolls, chow mien noodles, chic-fil-a sandwich (hey it was free) cookies, pastries, lemon bars, coconut bars, custard pie, popcorn, 6 cups of coffee with heavy cream, steak, all in all I’d bet I’ve eaten about 10 thousand calories of pure junk and that may be a low estimate. I kid you not, It was non stop eating of crap all day long, from 5AM on. Whats scary is that I didn’t even realize it until now, after dinner. It’s like all I was doing was trying to pacify the mind to not scream while I’m stuck in this building, and my mind tricked me into not realizing what I was doing. (thats not an excuse, just trying to explain I didn’t even see what I was doing, I was blind to my own actions like it was involuntary, which of course it isn’t.) I’ve had a minor issue with food in the past where I would, sometimes, emotionally eat SOME ice-cream ( a coffee mug amount) , or SOME chips (a cereal bowl worth) , once in a great while when life got REALLY out of hand. But I never ate ALL the food, at once, as much as I can stuff in my face for 12 hours non stop like I did today. I kept it all together for my family but lost it diet wise. I tried to go walk 2 miles and just felt gross so quit after 1. This is concerning, embarrassing, adds to the stress level and quite unlike me to this severity. The odd thing is, I never got full. I’m still not full and could eat more. I know this won’t fix the reality of the situation before me but it’s not helping and my actions aren’t my normal self.