My sense of entitlement extends as far as food. I’ve always felt that I have the right to eat whatever I want and in whatever quantity. I want to enjoy my life without worrying about calories and having to be picky about food. This attitude isn’t helping me any.

In the process of leaving a comment in dragonfly1867’s journal the other day, I had an epiphany about me and food. It’s ridiculous to think that I deserve to eat cake and pastries every day. What’s the logic in eating until I’m overstuffed? Just because I have a craving, do I have no will power to resist it?

If I want to maintain my weight or even lose some, I’ve got to accept that I did not inherit skinny genes. My metabolism doesn’t allow me to indulge. And I’m going to feel deprived and jealous that other people, like Marv, can eat everything and still lose weight.

It’s not possible to have it all, especially when it comes to food.

NB: It took me all day to write this short entry; a sign that my subconscious is strongly resisting these ideas.