For many of us, painful experiences are what triggers mindless overeating.

We eat and eat and eat some more to dull the pain and put the fires out in our hearts.

Its not healthy but it works for a little while.

We get some relief and comfort temporarily. But then the inevitable guilt and frustration crawls into our brains and we feel even worse. Worse about everything – our circumstances and that bag of chips we just gulped down.

But what can we do?

How do we deal with unbearable emotions without eating them away?

I know that I’ve been searching for the answer to that question for years and years.

I’ve been through marriage problems, grief, financial problems, stress at work, stress with school, stress with family, health problems, and just plain ‘ol depression.

I’m sure that you can relate to some if not all of these situations.

And what do we probably do first? Grab something sweet? Or in my case, head straight for the cheese puffs.

But I recently tried something very different and so far its working.

Very recently, and I mean a few weeks ago, I experienced one of the most painful events in my life. Please forgive me if I don’t go into details about it right now…its just to fresh for me to get into.

But when all of this happened – when my world came crashing down all around me – I was set into a panic.

My initial reaction was “great! I’m gonna gain 50 more pounds now!”  

But then I literally made myself sit down and let the emotions wash over me.  I told myself that there was no way in hell that I was going to let this time be like all the other times.

I was going to deal with this differently.

So by now I’m sure you’re wondering what the heck I did.

I told myself that no matter what I would find what makes me happy, surround myself with people that love me, and relentlessly pursue my health instead of letting it die.

So I asked for help when I needed it. I called friends and family. I found another job. I started enjoying my hobbies again. I went for walks outside. I started dating again. I bought nice clothes. I started doing my hair and makeup.

And I started to feel happy again. And then I started to care about myself again.

And when I started caring about myself again I wanted to eat better – and I also felt like exercising.

Then I felt a little happier and I gained more confidence. Then I became even more happy and people that love me started noticing how happy I was. And I was able to take a breath and realize…wow, I really feel good.

So the morale of this long, drawn out story?

Be good to yourself no matter what.

Face your fears and your despair head on and do not allow them to swallow you up.

You are a beautiful person inside and out and you deserve happiness and health.

If you ever feel alone, find your friends and your family. Reach out to them.

Now go and be happy.