I've been thinking all day about what triggered this and I think it's my decision to go to a woman's shelter. I feel so guilty for doing it as it will shatter what I have left of my family... but I can't go on surviving like this!
So I guess I'm punishing myself in some way so I feel a little less guilty... but if this is true it will only become worse until my appointments next week. On wednesday I'll meet the psychologist from the shelter at 9am, and at 2pm I have a session with my T.

Until then I'm considering journaling my food intake with some worksheets T gave me a while ago when she wanted to get an idea of my eating habts. Might be a first step in the right direction...