Truth is I didn't have a wonderful weekend. My energy was low and I actually got depressed. Not the awful, stay in a dark room kind of depression that I used to live in years ago.
Thankfully I went to a meeting every day (one OA, two AA) but I didn't make phone calls so in essence, I did isolate. Technically I stayed abstinent but I stretched that food plan to almost its breaking point.
Yesterday I stayed on target (food, exercise, quiet time) and called my sponsor to tell her what happened. Today is a new day and I feel better.
The miracle of all this is that I didn't have to binge, eat huge amounts of food or throw up or exercise for hours because of what happens in my brain from time to time. One result of this experience is that I have more compassion for those that have more serious mental illness.
Peace to all.