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I have wrestled with emotional eating for most of my life. It was a habit I learned at home. Today had my first emotional situation since being in recovery. I caught my son in a lie and it fueled some high emotion. Typically, when I am upset, I find something sweet and eat it...and a lot of it at that. My family and I went out to eat tonight and the manager sent us home with four large cookies. These things are about four inches in diameter. Boy were they screaming at me. I had a light dinner and I wanted a small snack but these cookies were yelling my name. I thought about eating one but I stood my ground, knowing I would kick myself for caving and opted for some apple and natural peanut butter instead. God says temptation will come, but He will always give us a way out. In my triumph, I am saying "yay! Crisis diverted!"