Food in it’s Place; Not the Love/Hate

Last night, I had dinner with family and friends. It was a lovely meal, however, after dinner many complained that they had eaten way too much and were way too full. Others chimed in that they “hadn’t stopped eating” since Thanksgiving and felt gross. With January 1, they were turning over healthy new leaves.

This is never my experience anymore. I never over-eat, because it’s not worth it. Having spent most of my life thinking obsessively and exclusively about food, I treasure the joy of being free of it. Once, I lived with constant guilt shame and remorse because of the amounts I consumed. I don’t have that now, because I don’t care to eat more than my body wants and needs.

In this way, I know peace. And food has no influence over me. It’s just food – nourishment and fuel that, hopefully, tastes good.

I don’t get excited about food – it holds no special pull. Yes, I enjoy a tasty meal, but I focus more on the company, the surroundings and any other joy I can take from the evening.

Many people love food and make it a big part of their lives, and good for them. But that’s not a luxury I can afford. The less I focus on eating, the better it is for me.

Other people have other ways of making right their relationship with food. This is what works for me.


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