So I'd let myself get away with thinking, "Oh, I feel so miserable, I bet this huge portion of a sugary treat
Combine that fact with my lax attitude and it's no wonder I'm feeling a little squished into my clothes these days. Throw a little denial into the equation and my tendency to over-analyze the situation spiraled out of control. For the last couple of weeks, I've been thinking that it's bad for me to log my food and that I should try to get away from it. There's quite a lot of differing opinions on the matter of logging what you eat and it's easy to let other people's opinions sway you if you're not completely invested in an idea anymore.
After two weeks of trying to hold myself accountable without logging my food and an altercation with an entire container of this I realized that I was being stupid. Logging my food has always given me, a visual learner, the feedback that I require to keep myself accountable. I've never had any adverse effects because I log my food and it has always worked well for me. It wasn't the broken part; my mindset was.
I'd been away from logging for so long that at first I just wanted to plan it to death and try to make every goal immediately. That didn't work well, so now I'm just back to logging what I eat for one week. From that point, I can make tiny changes to help me get back to where I want to be, i.e. not feeling like a sausage stuffed into her casing every time I get dressed.