It has been really hard to remember lately why sick was bad. I keep trying to remember the things I hated about being sick, but much like delivering a child, time has a whiskey effect and it doesn't seem as bad as I know it was. Orange seems like a comforting friend holding her hand out to me and it hurts to turn my back and keep walking. I know she can't really comfort me but she keeps promising that she can, that this time she has really changed, that she won't abuse her power anymore.
So tonight I made more sticky notes. I made more notes of why I need to eat. I have notes to put in or on that adorable new lunch bag I just got. I have reasons that eating is important.
How about you? Anything to add? What reasons do you eat when you desperately want to avoid food? Do you write them down?