No, not the food - or not yet anyway.
Majorly depressed about nothing today.
And disgusted at myself.
I've just been shopping. I walked past a shelf of tins of chocolate biscuits out for Christmas. I started feeling tearful. TEARFUL.
I'm not sure if that's because I wanted to buy one and eat them all today (big mistake, shopping when hungry) or because that's exactly what I did do the last humongous binge I had and its not a good memory.
I didn't actually start blubbering over the shop, but I wanted to.
And now I'm feeling really apathetic about getting off my lazy ass and going for a walk in the (rare) October sunshine