Breaking up with food

The ending of a relationship is usually negative. Many tears. Heartache. Doubts and fears. Maybe even regret. My most recent break-up has been bittersweet; slightly sad at times, but for the most part a relief. I guess its been more like ending an abusive relationship and those are the ones you most need to get away from and never look back.

I am talking about my relationship with food. Abandoning my addiction to food, my constant pre-occupation with meals, the tendency to think about dinner before lunch has even ended. Trying to re-train my brain to think about food when hungry, not bored or emotional. To tell my stomach that a bite of cake can be enough and I can survive without a constant supply of sweet tea. I have broken up my marriage to fast food, quick eating and sugary, processed junk and found comfort with my new affair with veggies, fruit and Vi-Shape shakes.

Knowing what I am going to eat ahead of time replaces the constant need to think about food 24-7. I don't have to wake up wondering what I can 'find' to put in my mouth out of the fridge. Or when I am bored, I reach for a bowl of fruit, not a bag of processed sugar from the pantry, mainly because its not there anymore. Not only have I eliminated this issue by replacing the need, but I have gained hours of time back! I feel like I must have spent 4-6 hours a day thinking about what I was going to eat next, or looking for that next bite.

Just like most break-ups, I have moments, flashes of memory, when I miss that old, greasy, bad-for-me boyfriend, aka food. But I know it was and still is no good for me and was only bringing me down. I'm the kind of girl that knows when its time to move on....and even though it has taken me a bit too long to catch on to this bad relationship, I am finally there. And am moving on.