Don't get me wrong, I know food is important. I know we need it to stay healthy, strong and full of energy. But when I'm hungry, I don't start thinking about cooking or warming food. I think about biscuits, if I still have some left. I know it sounds bad,but I'm just being honest.
My room used to be known as the snacks headquarters of the house. I had everything from sweets to biscuits, gums and even juice boxes. Anyone looking for a quick snack at home knew exactly where to go to, my room. It wasn't helping matters that my big brother was my supplier. He always bought me snacks, whether I asked or not. Thanks to him, I hardly ever ran out of snacks.
I could go days days, even weeks without eating proper food. I was used to surviving on tea and bread. That combo was my lifesaver. Breakfast? Lunch? Dinner? I don't mind, as long as there's soft bread, I was okay.
Honestly, I don't even feel like eating "real" food most times. I had no interest in it. The only way to get me to eat proper food was to cook meals I really like....love is the word, or to sit and eat with me.
Things have changed now, I have started paying attention to what I eat, not because I suddenly stopped liking my snacks. No, but because I realized that my body needs more than just sugar and carb to work well. There are days I feel so tired for no just reason, my skin looks dull, or I wake up feeling extremely weak and dizzy...all thanks to my eating habit.
Now, I try to eat better. I take at least two proper meal a day.
The truth is, it’s not always easy. There are still days when I wake up and just don’t feel like eating anything. Sometimes I stare at food and feel nothing. I still struggle with appetite, and some days I skip meals without even trying. But the difference now is that I’m aware of it, and I try to do better.
And don’t get me wrong , my love for snacks hasn’t disappeared. I still get excited when I see my favorite biscuits or when someone surprises me with sweets. I still have cravings for chin chin or crackers when I’m watching a movie. That sweet tooth part of me is still very much alive. But now, I try to enjoy those things in moderation.
if I’m being totally honest? I still keep a few biscuits in my drawer... just in case. Because, well, old habits die hard. Some days, a biscuit and a hot cup of tea still feel like a warm hug. And honestly? There’s no shame in that.