"Normal" Eating

I'm back eating what I would describe as "normal". After a really difficult time, and a binge of mamouth proportions. The only thing I can think of is the connection between my parents being away and my unsteady emotions which ensue. Isn't that odd?

I really did feel like a total food junky on Monday night. Addiction is the only name I can give it. It feels manageable today, but who knows what will happen?