Day One is gone and day two is upon me.. But yesterday while I was constantly reminding myself that I didn't need to eat the junk food that was staring me in the face, I made a small discovery. I realised how much I actually think about food. When I am sad, lonely, picked on, ignored, angry, annoyed.. The thought of a big bag of chips is always there. I had to force myself to think of other things.. Things that made me happy.. My family, my Friends, butterflies, classic movies and I even resorted to thinking about sex.. With my man of course.. But how much I thought of food isn't even the weird part... The fact that I felt like I was betraying food was really weird. I have spent so much of my life relying on food.. Food was there for me when I felt like I had no one. Food has been like a best friend for the last 20 years. How do you say goodbye to something like that.. I don't think bad of food. But I know that it has been one of the most destructive relationships in my entire life.. Food is like the Boyfriend that says that you cant survive without him and you kinda believe him.. I cant survive without food all together, but I need to learn how to survive on what I need and not what I want..
So, today there is a mountain of housework to be done. So I have decided to try and make the housework a fun exercise routine. Hanging washing, vacuuming, folding clothes, making beds and so on... So here I go on day 2!!!
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