Emotional Eating and the Lies We Tell Ourselves

Hi friends,

On this first day of Lent, my friends over at Kindred Mom published an article I wrote about emotional eating. Funny, unplanned timing to be sharing about food on this day of fasting! I hope you will hop on over to the beautiful, encouraging Kindred Mom community and see if you relate to the three lies I uncovered about myself through some brutal honesty about the way I eat.

What’s Really Behind the Pantry Door

Geneen Roth, author of Women, Food and God unabashedly illuminates this truth when she writes, “The way you eat is inseparable from your core beliefs about being alive. No matter how sophisticated or wise or enlightened you believe you are, how you eat tells all. The world is on your plate.” 

The way I eat. Not how I look or how much I weigh. Not what food rules I make for myself or whether or not I eat low-carb. My deepest beliefs about myself and my place in this world show up on my plate, or, in my case, in handfuls of “snacks.”

I wish I could say my pantry ping-pong represents my zest for life, my belief in an open heart and mind or my longing for adventure, but the darkness, the separateness, that comes with compulsive eating is all too familiar. I am on a quest to uncover the deep-seated beliefs that drive me to “snack” in front of the pantry. Through prayer, brutal honesty, quite a few therapy sessions, and a turkey sandwich, here are the lies I uncovered: {keep reading here}