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February 19th

On eating.

A bit of  self therapy here. Thats why I am here anyhow. Why do you come?

I am eating far too much at the moment. I am also eating far too much crap. I am not enjoying this and it's not helping me not be down with the sickness.

Lets look at the reasons.

1 - There is a LOT of shit that appears. There is not much healthy shit.
I am not the only person comfort eating. I don't buy a lot of rubbish myself but it appears all over the place. Other people seem to like to watch telly and eat crisps and never have anything proper. This means that a lot of other people buy a lot of crisps (and chocolate, and cakes, and sweets) but never anything proper. It's therefore easy for me to have a dinner of crisp sandwiches and toffifee (yesterday). I hate throwing food away (any food). It proper does my head in. I can't tell other people not to spend all day eating crisps and watching telly. They will think I am being mean. I can however just leave the shit to decay. Let's do that. Let's also have some fruit on hand. Like an emergency banana or something.

2 - I am eating a lot of bread again. Bread is the killer. Again it makes things easy. Lets go back to wraps. That worked.

3 - I sit down all day at work. I get bored. I comfort eat. I am not allowed any breaks to eat something healthy. Everyone else is the same so they bring shit in and pass it around. Answer - just say no. Take an emergency banana in.

4 - Healthy food is expensive. This is true. I don't know what I can do about that. In about a month it's going to be more expensive. I need to find healthy food that is cheap. Like cucumber. Cucumber wraps for me. Which leads to...

5 - Healthy food tastes shit. A cucumber wrap is nice enough but only if you smother it in sauce. Sauce is not healthy. I need to find a healthy sauce that is not made of salt, sugar and fat. To the internet. I bet it's expensive.

6 - Adding stuff to other stuff. Coffee tastes nicer with coffemate (and honey). Don't add stuff to other stuff.

So to summerise

1 - Let the bad shit rot. Leave it for other people. They won't listen. They are their own problem.
2 - No more bread.
3 - You don't have to act like a great big star. Don't be a hero, be who you are...
4 - Find cheap healthy food. Like cucumbers.
5 - Find a sauce thats not bad. Make one if needed. Use that.
6 - Don't add stuff to other stuff.

Lets try that for a month. Can't start today because I am supposed to be going out for tea. For the first time in forever. I will probs drink as well. I will try not to drink.

Thanks for reading this. Just working some things out in my own mind. Will report back on 20th March on how soon I abandoned this and went back to the crisp sandwiches.

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