More on food and me
Okay. I get it.
My relationship with food is indicative of my relationship with me.
Most of the time I use food to numb myself out of feeling the tough stuff.
In other words – I bolt!
Food is my drug of choice.
What intrigues me the most lately is that after I have identified an emotion, difficult or otherwise, and if I allow myself to hold still with it, my hunger dissipates.
It seems like for the first time, I am learning the difference [or is it the connection?] between physical hunger and emotional discomfort.
A year ago at Mining Nuggets: Pleasure in the small stuff