I have to tell y'all..I fought a major head hunger issue tonight. I did my 1st inpatient shift on a hospice floor. I had 2 pts die within 35 min from each other and was super stressed cause the 2nd died 58 min after he was admitted on my floor. I know I'm a food addict!! I can't hide my hurt and any stress in something to taste so good it relieves me anymore. I never admitted I'm a addict. I seriously wanted to run by sonic or somewhere and have a milkshake. I wanted chocolate! It almost got me but I had to allow myself to just mourn that part of me that's gone. That's it or I end back where I started. Trying to stay focused and kick the blues away and hope to see the scale move again soon. Thanks for listening