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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>Battling the Demons</title><link rel="self" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/comments/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>A blog to record my battle against the demons I face in everyday life and how I get through them and deal with them for good.</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T08:49:38+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2008-03-18:/2008/03/18/a-major-slip-up-3900351/#c6343597</id><title>In response to:A Major Slip-Up....</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/2008/03/18/a-major-slip-up-3900351/#c6343597"/><author><name>girlygadgetgirl</name></author><published>2008-03-18T16:05:26+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:05:26+01:00</updated><content type="html">Sounds like you're bored.&lt;br&gt;
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I recommend changing your job. I am currently suffering from job boredom, and can't wait to start a new one.&lt;br&gt;
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All I do is eat, but then I'm a skinny thing that never puts on weight, so it doesn't really matter so much, but yes, it IS tedious only ever thinking about the next feeding time. I used to have an eating problem, and an obsession with calorie counting and wanting to know exactly what I was eating.&lt;br&gt;
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My boyfriend sometimes calls me OCD because of my obsession with lining my food up neatly on the supermarket conveyor in a specific order.&lt;br&gt;
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Seriously, I think you could be bored with your job/life, as obsessive eating is a very common side effect of boredom. &lt;br&gt;
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Try changing your routine. When you get home, go out for a walk, and don't take any money (so you can't buy food!), then think about looking for a new job. &lt;br&gt;
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During the day, wear a fat elastic band round your wrist, then when you think about snacking, twang it. You'll have a horrible red wrist, but you'll associate snacking with pain!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2008-03-11:/2008/01/02/2008_and_so_it_begins~3518201/#c6285058</id><title>In response to:2008 - And So It Begins</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/2008/01/02/2008_and_so_it_begins~3518201/#c6285058"/><author><name>keith-dudley</name></author><published>2008-03-11T19:00:54+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:00:54+01:00</updated><content type="html">just read your blog &lt;br&gt;
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keep trying you'll soon see the difference i been thing of keeping fit but the idea of going to the gym or just running around the block puts me off but i must over come that and just do it.&lt;br&gt;
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please keep my updated and i'm here if you wish to talk!&lt;br&gt;
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keith</content></entry><entry><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2007-08-23:/2007/08/23/onwards~2857611/#c4434391</id><title>In response to:Onwards</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/2007/08/23/onwards~2857611/#c4434391"/><author><name>mmpc</name></author><published>2007-08-23T23:37:06+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:37:06+02:00</updated><content type="html">...it's always good when we have a nice day, i'm trying to have somes and see the sun when it´s hard...&lt;br&gt;
all the best</content></entry><entry><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2007-08-22:/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4420381</id><title>In response to:The Beginning</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4420381"/><author><name>vanquishbb</name></author><published>2007-08-22T17:27:03+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T17:27:03+02:00</updated><content type="html">Hick, you're going to be fine. Get busy pissing people off like I do, and you'll not have time to get depressed. You'll be on the run. Sure it's risky, but so are the drugs that they give you for deppression. Here's a good way to get started. Look up Spiritbird's blog, tell him I said it would be impossible for him to be as dumb as he looks, and you agree. That'll do for starters.&lt;br&gt;
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Bob Miller</content></entry><entry><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2007-08-22:/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4419808</id><title>In response to:The Beginning</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4419808"/><author><name>bumblebee12</name></author><published>2007-08-22T16:29:20+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T16:29:20+02:00</updated><content type="html">Thanks, I didn't think of that actually so thank you for making me aware of what it was. Appreciate it.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2007-08-22:/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4419547</id><title>In response to:The Beginning</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4419547"/><author><name>TheJinxy</name></author><published>2007-08-22T16:02:19+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T16:02:19+02:00</updated><content type="html">That sounds like a panic attack you had there. Maybe you already knew that, but as you described what happened instead of naming it I thought perhaps you didn't. Hope everything works out though.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:battlingdemons.blog.co.uk,2007-08-22:/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4419463</id><title>In response to:The Beginning</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://battlingdemons.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/the_beginning~2851438/#c4419463"/><author><name>lledeb</name></author><published>2007-08-22T15:54:53+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T15:54:53+02:00</updated><content type="html">I think talking about it helps.  And as you say, tomorow is another day.  Just take each day as it comes. </content></entry></feed>
