Food is my love; a love that one day will kill me if I dont stop abusing it. I have to confess that when I eat noting matters except whats in front of me that I am eating. When I go out with my family for a meal I find my self snaking before we go in to a restaurant, and thinking what I am going to eat when we are done with our meal. I find my self thinking about food all the time. In fact I am thinking about it as I am writing, is sick I know, but I cant help it. Its food, food, food, food, all the time an obsession. How much I should eat, how much I shouldnt eat, what kind to avoid what kind to consume. When I am hiding food from my family and friends I feel like I am going back to an ally to snore an Oreo, Or to buy a couple of ounces of Doritos from my local dealer. I just want to be like a normal person. Does anyone ever fill this way?
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