eating
food
I’ve been in New York just under three weeks and one of the things that’s made this journey really incredible is the food.
food
I really just can’t be bothered to give one single shit about what I look like when I’m eating.
disordered eating
I'd estimate that at the end of the day, my diet consists approximately of 30% mooched work snacks and 70% congealed unsaturated fat covered with hot sauce, along with a couple of bunches of kale thrown in here and there. I carry around a lot of weird guilt about how unhealthy that is.
eating
I haven't been able to determine what came first: the aversion to germs or the aversion to food.
food
Anything that could be classified as "junk food" could not be eaten (or even carried) in public. Eating alone, in fact, behind closed doors, was preferable whenever possible.
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Nov 9, 2012 at 11:00am | 2 comments