sad day, but not too bad

Today was not the best but not that good. I almost binged but stopped in mid binge. After dinner I ate a whole small container of hummus with crackers. Then I had 2 skinny cow ice cream bars. I did stop and think about why I was eating. (stress and frustration from not knowing how to handle my son and not being able to connect with him. I am at a loss as to how to handle him). I did do 50 steps on the treadmill. that's about all my legs would allow, but at least I did it. I am going to try to do at least 50 more before bedtime so I won't feel quite so bad about overeating. I am just trying to recognize what I did wrong and learn from the situation. On the bright side. I have snacks on hand. I could have easily eaten alot more. All in all I made progress but I'm scared to start backsliding into my old habits. I want to be free from this addiction. This is even more important since my son is an addict and I can't ask him to give up drugs (even though I AM asking him to do that) if I am unwilling to break my addiction. I love that kid and I can't stand to see him go down this wrong path.     Part of me is just fed up and part of me just aches for him. I am so sad that I don't know how to hlep heim. He[s ben to rehabv, incarceration, and foster homes. Nothing workds. I worry about him turning eighteen and end up going to big boy prison. I'm crying now, so I'm going to stop here. Thank you to all who listen to my ranting.