There are some things that take forever to learn... perhaps they are things I will never learn. This weekend I once again revisited something that it seems that I never 'get' until after it's over, and then it's too late: feelings cannot be healed/calmed/raised/stopped/fixed/suppressed with food. And yet, it is the first thing I turn to when I am not thinking straight and need to self-soothe, appreciate, or control.
Emotional eating is a vacuum. It does not feed the mind or body. It only feeds itself.
I sure do wish I would fully embrace this lesson now and never have to repeat it again!