Food

I'm sick of it.  Actually, I'm sick of hearing about it.  I'm done listening to talk about eating disorders, unhealthy eating, obesity, and everything food and body image related.  I don't want everything food related in my mind to be inextricably tied with the way I look.

So, today I took a walk to the grocery store.  I walked up and down the isles, and I looked at what I wanted to eat.  At what sounded good to me.  And I ended up buying two Naked fruit smoothies and a bag of mini oreos.  I don't feel guilty about it.  I am excited that I have food to eat that makes me happy, that makes me feel good.

Last weekend I ate at Mimi's Cafe, my favorite restaurant.  I had the artichoke asiago chicken spaghettini, and it was the most delicious meal I have eaten in ages.  And I enjoyed it.

From here on out, I refuse to view myself the way anyone else tells me I should.  I'm beautiful because I am healthy, happy, and confident.  No amount of society imposed food, exercise, or lack thereof, should affect that.