Nourish, Comfort and Treat

I have no fucking idea.  Food used to be my go to item for everything;  boredom, depression, rewards, loneliness, comfort and treats. Ice cream was my favorite cure all.  So now what do I do?  How can I nourish, comfort, and treat myself, if food isn't an option.  That has been plaguing me for the past two weeks.  So much so that I've started about 5 Blogs with that question, only to delete them every time. Well I am finally waving the white flag.  I don't know.


There is no one thing.  And honestly I don't think it's something I can answer right now.  I don't feel like eating and when I do eat, I feel indigestion, discomfort and nausea.  There are lots of nice things I can do for myself, but none of them have the power, numbing ability and pleasure that food has brought me.  It's easy to not eat now.  I don't enjoy it and it makes me feel lousy.  Maybe I'm wrong and it could be I am not willing to dig deep and confront all the reasons for my poor eating habits and complete disregard for my health, but that's the best I can do right now.  And for right now it's good enough.










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