More on food and me

by tamarjacobson

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! 

Yes indeed. 

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