Today I've got some bad cravings.
image: Jill Greenberg
I wanna EAT my face off. I'm having (gasp) emotions and I don't care to feel them. They are scary! Food is easier.
So says the addled brain of an obesity patient.
Mentally, right now I'm about two. As in years. Two and toddler-pissed because I cannot have my way. Or I could, but what I want is wrong for me.
Alternatives to a toddler tantrum (though it's a little too late)?
ok FINE. I wanna but I won't-a!
And I refuse to like it.