Something’s been going on for me lately in my personal life that has been exceptionally hard to navigate. And the thing I keep coming back to is — a few years ago this would have had me eating my way through the kitchen cupboards. Not even consciously. Just that pull towards food when everything feels like a bit much. These last few weeks that didn’t happen. I haven’t even really noticed until now. It’s now automatic for me to do things that help me process the emotion first instead of numbing out with food every time like I used to do, so some things I’ve done is I reached out for support, spent time in nature, I’ve been processing my feelings through talking and meditation, reading, cuddling my animals, and am slowly coming through the other side. No food noise. No food guilt. No trying to feel better with a packet of biscuits and then feeling worse. It’s not a big announcement or anything. Just a quiet thing I wanted to share because sometimes it’s easy to forget how far you’ve come when you’re in the middle of something difficult. If you’re having a hard week too, I hope this is a little reminder that the work you’re putting in here really does work and it will transform your life in so many wonderful ways. Even when it doesn’t feel like it. 🤍 Ps I saw my lovely friend at work today and told her I’m really struggling with some personal stuff at the moment and she gave me a big hug and we took a silly selfie🥰✨