I wish depression and stress made me skinny. If that were the case for me, I would be a toothpick. But here is my reality....when the fat girl inside me gets sad or stressed she wants to eat and quite frankly screams to be fed. And guess what, the fat girl on the outside acquiesces. Now you would think that since my husband isn't working right now that would slow me down a bit. But think again. People at work buy me food (I try to pay them back) and I have even stopped at McDonald's a few times. There is also candy at work and with my invisible self control I eat whatever is in sight. So in essence during this super stressful time of my life do not expect me to suddenly become skinny. It just won't happen.
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