I have to agree. My first symptoms started during tough times with my family, rocky spots in my marriage, and becoming more in-charge at work. All stress seems to set me off, I am a pleaser (I prefer the term "Peace-maker," because the peace-makers are blessed, according to the Beatitudes), and I suffer from depression. I consider myself to be pretty layed-back, but I think that covers up the inner turmoil I feel when every one isn't getting along. Besides my main food triggers of lettuce, coffee, and fat, I am triggered by hubby's mood swings, sis's gushing over her baby (I suffer from infertility), and mom's guilt trips, not to mention hearing co-workers talking about me behind my back and them dumping their work on my desk and feigning ignorance. If we all went away to live in a cave together, would our tummies feel better?
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