Well that was stupid! I just ate a bowl of Doritos. I'm am talking a small mixing bowl. Now I feel like a pig, cow and whatever other farm animal comes to mind. Thank God it wasn't the whole bag of Doritos.
Currently feeling full, bloated, ashamed, judgemental of myself.
Why did I eat that much? What was going on?
I felt so accomplished. I cleaned the closet and got all of my PTA stuff cleaned up and organized. I got rid of clothing that was too big or way too small and wouldn't fit for a long time. I felt so much better that was all tackled. I didn't have it looking at me, calling me, nagging me to clean it up.
My first bit of food for the day and I chose Doritos. Not eggs, cereal or oatmeal..Doritos. Talk about timing and choices.
I enjoyed the first few bites of the Doritos, the nacho cheese flavor, the crisp edges, and the crunch of the bite. So why can't I just stop after one (1)? Was I afraid if I didn't eat it all someone else will? Was I afraid of them going stale? Was I afraid to not finish it? I need to give myself permission to walk away from food. I don't have to be a member of the clean plate club. Momma isn't gonna bust my chops now. Momma is not here to judge me and doesn't care if my plate is clean or not.
Now I taste almost an oily feeling in my mouth, from the Doritos. It's no longer enjoyable, no nacho cheese flavor residual. no crunch. Spots of a tender tongue that got poked by the corners of the Doritos. Not a pleasurable feeling or after experience. REMEMBER this.
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