From Binge Eating to Emotional Resilience: What Moving Taught Me About Healing

Hi, my GoodHuman!

Whew... moving and renovating is a lot.

As I pack up (with the help of my mom, of course!), it’s never been clearer why I wasn’t ready to make this leap over the last 10 years. I simply didn’t have the tools—emotionally or mentally—to navigate the overwhelming stress, emotions, and chaos that come with starting a new chapter in a new home.

I wasn’t equipped to handle the nonstop juggling act: managing work, the renovation process, and the endless to-do list of packing, purging, selling, and organizing. Now I understand—this is something so many people go through and somehow make it to the other side. But let me be honest: without the tools I’ve spent the last 2 years working to build, this entire process could have easily spiraled into self-sabotage.

Because here’s what used to happen when I got overwhelmed, anxious, stressed, insecure, or uncertain—basically all the human things we can’t avoid…

I’d binge eat.

I’ve been binge eating since elementary school. It wasn’t recognized as a problem at first, because I was a competitive gymnast training 3–4 hours a day, five days a week. No one knew and I didn't question the 4 pieces of toast and multiple bowls of cereal I’d inhale after school and before practice. But those moments weren’t about hunger—they were about numbing. Numbing the stress of long school days, the anxiety about fitting in homework after 9 p.m., and the pressure to keep up.

As I got older, binge eating showed up during moments of loneliness, judgment, insecurity, or social discomfort.

In adulthood, it became my late-night companion—always waiting in the quiet, in the dark. For over 20 years, binge eating was my go-to coping mechanism for stress. It kept me stuck in a loop of shame, secrecy, and self-sabotage—pulling me further from the person I wanted to be and the goals I dreamed of achieving.

I promise I’ll share more about my healing journey, especially if binge eating or disordered eating is something you’ve struggled with. I see you. It’s a quiet battle—often invisible to others—that can feel isolating and consuming.

So here’s the truth: I wasn’t ready to take on something as big as this move a year ago. I was still in the thick of soothing myself through self-sabotage, trying to numb the very normal emotions that come with major change and new responsibility.

But now? I’m proud.

I’ve spent the last year learning new tools, practicing healthier coping strategies, and building my BetterHuman toolbox. And that work is helping me face this season—chaos, emotions, and all—with resilience, self-awareness, and grace.

I’m not perfect, but I’m showing up.

I’m doing the hard work. I’m becoming the version of myself I always knew was possible: strong, capable, and compassionate.

Thanks for spending another day with me and being on this journey by my side.

With love and gratitude,
Taryn