Is It Bad to Eat an Entire Cake?

I will wait until you leave,
then eat the entire thing.
Ugly flowers included.

I've never really paid that much attention to what I eat.  I'm about 9 feet tall, so there has always been plenty of room for the food to go.  That said, my weight has ballooned over the past several years, as it often does in women of a certain age.  And, of course, there's the gift of a 3rd stomach that my child gave me.  It's the gift that keeps on giving.

Generally I can say that since my son was born, I haven't had the time or the inclination to eat a lot of bad things.  Until now.  Recently I have been doing what I assume you can only call stress-eating.  Worrying about the past, the future and everything in between, I find comfort in having a cookie.  All of them.  I get absolutely livid when the women at the grocery store don't have the individual slices of cake sitting out, and so I buy an entire cake.  And eat it.  What?  It helps.  So I keep doing it.

And, man, I can feel it.  I must weigh about a million pounds.  But I can't stop.  Yesterday I was around people who were having a celebratory cake.  Most of the women either obligingly declined, or took small pieces or even scraped off the frosting.  Yeah, I had seconds.  And I even thought about scraping off the excess frosting from the cake board. 

I guess it's fine if it makes me happy, right? Ok, even I don't buy that one.  But I guess I keep thinking it will stop when the stress stops.  Which should be any second now, right?  RIGHT?