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  Yesterday I had the worst food day in a long time and feel really annoyed with myself and that I want to change what I eat and find more things that will make me want to go for the “bad” foods less so that I won’t have another day like yesterday.
I know I only have myself to blame for it. Does anyone else who struggles with giving into temptation feel like they are in a trance like state when they go into a shop and just go to certain parts of the store. That was what I felt like yesterday and today it annoys the hell out of me.

   All I want to do is find stuff to eat that makes me want to eat it, and feel full after it. I want to give my head a talk to and tell it that it doesn’t need what I ate yesterday to feel good, there is other options.
Like my mental health food is a constant daily battle. Some times I win the fight but mostly at the minute my head wins. I look in the mirror and see where the foods that I am eating are going on me and wish that they wouldn’t.

I have always liked food and am willing to try new things. I think I have got stuck in a rut with it and keep going back to the same things and that is my problem. Another things I have to factor is gluten free. If I’m honest I only follow it partly (drs orders) but would love to follow it more but I’m unsure on what else to try, or where to get it from.
Snacking is a guilty pleasure and it needs to be the healthy kind. Something that I won’t find guilty or have my head tell me that the wrong thing to eat after I have eaten it.

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