So my problem lies with food. My cupboards and fridge are stocked for an apocalypse and still I order takeaway but not enough for just me enough to feed at least six people and then I sit and look at it and eat one thing and cry. Why do I do this. How do I stop? I eat when I’m sad, when I’m happy, when I think I deserve it, and sometimes just because I can, because no one is watching and I think I should. But then I hate myself. Then I go to the gym and make myself feel like for doing it. It’s a constant internal battle with myself. It’s exhausting.