Tonight I have the night off. Husband is in Portland. My 2 girls are having a sleep over with their grandparents. I have an entire night to do whatever I want.
I’ve been battling all day on want to do. One part of me wants to go out- sit on a patio - order apps and have some cocktails. Maybe even put on a little sundress!
The other part wants to hide in the house. Isolate. Avoid food and anything that might make me want to eat.
I think this is the first time (that I’ve noticed atleast) that my relationship with food is actively stopping me from wanting to be social. And that makes me really sad.