I wake, and my mind goes blank, and I am unable to find a meal to eat.
Then, suddenly, I have a snack.
It’s a bagel, or a biscuit, or whatever.
It makes sense.
When you wake up at 3:00 a.m., you don’t have time to savor the food you’ve been craving, so you start to think about where to eat that day, and then you’re just as hungry as you were before you woke up.
But when you wake at 5:00 p.m. and you don, too?
You don’t want to feel guilty about not having the energy to get that food.
If you’re like me, you eat every single night.
Because it feels good to have food in your belly.
That’s how I like it.
When I woke up on the morning of the 6th, my mind was blank.
I was still hungry, and the only thing I could think about was the food that I had eaten the night before.
But I was so hungry, I couldn’t think about anything else.
I thought about my phone, my books, and that I needed to get to bed.
I don’t know if I was just getting tired of my phone because it’s been too long since I last got it, or if I just didn’t think of it, but I didn’t even think of anything else in the meantime.
It wasn’t until the 7th that I realized I had an empty stomach.
But it was not because I had no food in my stomach.
I had to eat something.
There was something in the bagel.
But that’s what made me feel so bad, because the bagels were delicious.
I mean, it was just a bag of sugar.
So when I woke in the middle of the night and thought about it, I was like, “Oh my god, I can’t have that.
I’m gonna eat that!”
So I just started to think.
I realized that if I didn, I would be really hungry.
I didn: “Oh no, I’ll never be able to have a breakfast!”
Then, the day of the 8th, I woke at 4:30 a.ms. and had a cup of coffee.
I went straight to bed, and it was a nice night.
And that’s how it was: I didn.
It was a lot better that I didn than I thought it would be.
I did it because I didn’ t want to be hungry.
It didn’t feel good to be sick.
I knew I had been eating enough, but now, it felt like I was missing out.
When the next day comes, I realize that I need to eat more food, and when I do that, I feel hungry.
But because I eat less, I don’ t feel hungry anymore.
Thats how I’m getting my food in the belly, and eating food in that belly feels good.
And then, on the 8, the next morning, I wake at 9:00.
I feel really good about that.
The first time, I thought, “Wow, I didn t get anything in my belly yet.”
Then, I realized, “Maybe I’m eating too much food, but that’s not going to affect me at all.”
But I never did: I ate the next few meals and never had any stomach issues.
And now, because of that, when I wake on the mornings, I’m not as hungry.
That makes me feel like a more healthy person, and healthier people are healthier.
It also makes me happier.
But, if I had food in there, I wouldn’t feel this way, right?
I wouldn t be so sad about it.
And so, it feels bad to have an empty belly.
But eating food helps me feel good about myself, because food makes me happy.