An epiphany

jade2112

Yesterday it came to me that food has never done one thing for me other than make me fat and miserable. It doesn't sooth me, hold my hand, hug me, kiss me and make me feel loved, etc.

The thought was so strong and emotional, but for some reason thinking this made me calm and dare I say it, happy. I'm still calm today when I think about it.

It isn't an enemy either it's just a substance I need to live. It's also not a person or some sort of entity, which is what I always felt it was before.

pkw58

Amen. Food is off my recreational activities list.