random thoughts about eating
I’m not sure why eating carries so many emotions. I’m not sure what the issue is. I don’t get it, not at all. I mean, I feel so good when I am eating raw food, especially green juice. I feel so crappy when I don’t. Seems so simple, doesn’t it? Simple that one would choose to do what feels best for their body? But yet, time and again I don’t do what is best.
Time and again I eat crap. Time and again I put myself in situations where I know the outcome, in terms of eating, won’t be good. It would not matter so much if I was not obese. But I am obese. I KNOW I am a good person in-spite of this, I know that I’m smart, lovable, worthy, I know all that… of course… but what I don’t know is why I choose to be over weight. Because it is a choice.
Sure, my metabolism isn’t as fast as some people I know who are thin, and eat whatever the heck they want, but the fact is, fat or thin, they are not healthy when they are eating crappy food. They probably do not feel good either. It just does not show up on the outside of their body like it does mine. But the hurt is still there for them too.I do accept that I have a very efficient metabolism but it is still a problem that I am eating crappy food.
I just wish I knew why so that I can stop it.
