I love food. I don’t really weight that much. When I lived in Oakland I hated where I was at. I hated my roommate, I hated the neighborhood, I hated the messed up commute to work. I had all kinds I of personal issues I was trying to deal with. As a result of all this negative energy, I was really messed up. I drank way too much, smoked pot all the time and didn’t eat enough. And when I did eat it wasn’t very healthy. My roommate was an obsessive compulsive neat freak, which made it really difficult for me to even think about cooking anything in “our” (read: hers) kitchen.
Now I’m living in a place I love, no roommates, short commute. I’ve gotten a better handle on the personal stuff. I actually eat 2 or 3 times a day, and it’s pretty decent food. But I’m used to cooking main dishes and have very little experience cooking sides, like vegatibles. And it used to be that when I did cook something, I’d eat way more than I needed to because it tasted so good.
I’ve started eating less at a sitting and have actually started adding some veggies to my diet. I still wish my diet was much better RIGHT NOW, but I realize that old habits are hard to break and things like this take time.
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