This morning I did a search for a phrase in my blog collection. I was was wondering if I had ever written a piece about Fat Her’s Day. For some reason, this post showed up.
Source: Comfort. A Peace of my Mind.
Feel free to click the link and read it. Or just keep reading here. I’m not really sure why that one matched, but I’m glad it did. It helped me recognize that I have been numbing with food for a few days. It’s not comfort. It’s numbing. Just masking discomfort. Continue reading “Comfort. A Peace of my Mind. Better than Fat Her’s Day. “