F O O D

A few weeks ago, when I found that I was no longer vomiting multiple times a day, I discovered an old friend. A friend I hadn't seen in months. I say friend, but in all aspects the best word would really be, FRIENEMY. Because while this "friend" was there to help me, this "enemy" was what had taken me down long dark roads in my past. My frienemy's name is none other than...

*shutters*

While it didn't happen overnight, it seemed that I quickly went from NO appetite, to HUGE, JUMBO, GINORMOUS, MASSIVE appetite.

I realized that I had depended too much on my nausea and aversions to point me in the right direction of eating right, and that suddenly I was going to be directed by nothing other than will power.

It's been hard my friends. Hard.

To help me along the road, I decided to start a food journal. I felt it would help hold me accountable for what I ate, and when I looked back I could fix mistakes that I had made. The only thing is, is that the only person who my food journal holds me accountable is myself. What good does that do?

This morning I decided to take my food journaling public. For no other reason to publicly humiliate me into a healthier diet. I won't be posting what I eat everyday, just here and there.

So keep your eyes out for my foodie posts, and please help bully and humiliate me into a healthy eating! I'm depending on you folks!

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