and the pendulum swings the other way...

so after a not so good night (er, morning since it was 3am) I finally went to bed and woke up with the exact opposite of the past few weeks....instead of wanting to binge (and sometimes purge) myself on food and working out I want nothing to do with food....no appetite....no yearning for it....I look at it and almost want to cry....or start a food fight with the wall and toss it across the room....why is it so incredibly difficult for me to just look at food as fuel to go and do my workouts with? I simply do not understand it...nor am I patient with this at all....I am beyond disgusted and agitated with myself and my attitude....wtf does it take people?????