I've lost weight over the last few months and treated myself to some shorts that fit. They are tasteful and I received compliments from people. A friend gave me some tops that fit and I looked decent.

I was trying to get some things out of my car three weeks ago, wearing a pair of the shorts and my fav red top, and a man bothered me. I got away from him, but I've been mugged on that lot and anther time a man tried to break into my car, and I've been "bothered" before.

The next day I was starving. I'm on new meds which are messing with my system so I thought it was the meds. I found myself binging on cookies and pepsi. I don't have an appetite, much less binge. I've gained maybe 5 pounds instead of continuing to lose.

A couple days ago I was doing something and kinf of day dreaming, too and the thought that caught my attention was, "If I just hadn't lost that weight and been wearing that outfit that man wouldn't have bothered me." Bingo! As soon as I recognized what my unconscious believed, the hunger left.

Isn't just like a person with ptsd who's been horribly abused to some how blame herself for being abused again?

Sadly,

Jan