I’m hitting another bump in the road that I don’t quite understand. For weeks I’ve been all about eating better, getting more exercise and making sure to keep a close track of everything I’m putting in my mouth - including cigarettes. So why in the hell am I starving and eating cookies, and what’s wrong with me to the point that I went from half a pack a day to over a pack a day in literally 12 hours? Sean says that I’m stressed out and he’s sure my period is coming. At this point, however, I’m basically eating like I’m pregnant or something. I know that’s not the case, thank god, but it’s a little absurd as to why this is going on.

Have any of you hit a bump in the road like this before? Falling off the wagon 3-fold kind of just seems cruel for my mind to do to me.