The Age Old Question

Do I overeat because I am depressed, or am I depressed because I overeat?

It is an important question it seems to me because I have been incredibly depressed recently and I have also started to eat the wrong things again. Or at least in the wrong quantities and at the wrong time of day.

After I was able to eat again after my gastro illness I simply fell back into old patterns again. At the same time I have become so forlorn about life and so fearful that I am a wreck. I also decided that I didn't care anymore and that as long as it didn't hurt now, who cares? I realise that this is crazy. But as it turns out, that really doesn't matter. I do it anyway and then hate myself all the more.

The real tragedy of this analogy is that I can no longer gorge myself on either chickens or eggs.

Time to get back on track. At least I have been swimming. Well, moving around in the pool. It would be charitable in the extreme to characterise the few freestyle strokes that I have done as swimming, but I am trying to build myself up here.